Françoise Sagan > Quotes

“Love lasts about seven years. That's how long it takes for the cells of the body to totally replace themselves.”
― Françoise Sagan

“Money may not buy happiness, but I'd rather cry in a Jaguar than on a bus”
― Françoise Sagan

“Whisky, gambling and Ferraris are better than housework.”
― Françoise Sagan

“I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.”
― Françoise Sagan

“Nothing brings on jealousy like laughter.”
― Françoise Sagan, That Mad Ache: A Novel / Translator, Trader: An Essay

“I like men to behave like men. I like them strong and childish.”
― Françoise Sagan

“A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to want to take it off you”
― Françoise Sagan

“I shall live badly if I do not write, and I shall write badly if I do not live.”
― Françoise Sagan

“The questions I would have liked to ask people were: ‘Are you in love? What are you reading?”
― Françoise Sagan, A Certain Smile

“The one thing I regret is that I will never have time to read all the books I want to read.”
― Françoise Sagan

“Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer from it that increases.”
― Françoise Sagan

“I found myself both touched and irritated by the discovery that she was vulnerable.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“What you call types of mind are only mental ages.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“My love of pleasure seems to be the only consistent side of my character. Is it because I have not read enough?”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“Usually I avoided college students, whom I considered brutal, wrapped up in themselves, particularly in their youth, in which they found material for drama or an excuse for their own boredom. I did not care for young people.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“For what are we looking for if not to please? I do not know if the desire to attract others comes from a superabundance of vitality, possessiveness, or the hidden, unspoken need to be reassured.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“A Strange melancholy pervades me to which I hesitate to give the grave and beautiful name of sorrow. The idea of sorrow has always appealed to me but now I am almost ashamed of it's complete egoism. I have known boredom, regret, and occasionally remorse, but never sorrow. Today it envelops me like a silken web, enervating and soft, and sets me apart from everybody else.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known”
― Françoise Sagan

“He refused categorically all ideas of fidelity or serious commitments. He explained that they were arbitrary and sterile. From anyone else such views would have shocked me, but I knew that in his case they did not exclude tenderness and devotion - feelings which came all the more easily to him since he was determined that they should be transient.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“I did not find him absurd. I saw he was kind, that he was on the verge of real love. I thought it would be nice for me to be in love with him, too.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“I have loved to the point of madness. That, which is called madness. That, which to me, is the only sensible way to love.”
― Françoise Sagan

“Je dois vraiment en avoir assez, pensait-il, étonné lui-même par ses propres mots; quand je commence à m'occuper du vocabulaire d'une femme, c'est que la fin est proche." (p.98)”
― Françoise Sagan, Aimez-vous Brahms?

“Sólo cerrando las puertas detrás de uno se abren ventanas hacia el porvenir.”
― Françoise Sagan

“Timpul acordat cititului este intotdeauna timp furat. Acesta este fara indoiala motivul pentru care metroul se intampla sa fie cea mai mare biblioteca a lumii.”
― Françoise Sagan

“I was thinking that I should be content to kiss him until the break of day. Bertrand ran out of kisses too soon; desire made them superfluous in his eyes. They were only a stage on the road to pleasure, not something inexhaustible and self-sufficient, as Luc had revealed them to me.”
― Françoise Sagan, A Certain Smile

“For this was the round of love: fear which leads on desire, tenderness and fury, and that brutal anguish which triumphantly follows pleasure.”
― Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

“A iubi pe cineva inseamna a iubi in egala masura fericirea sa.”
― Françoise Sagan

“I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.
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― Françoise Sagan