— But plainly. Why all this evasiveness? Why not be simple and frank — I won't mock you; if I laugh, it's nerves and nothing more. I am the most...
And first, let us cite Gogol, our star of humour.
He is a clever rogue — though not clever, since I call him a rogue. I played again — what else was I to do! I spent a good hour translating Gogol,...
I did not know which way to go, and woke in a state of considerable agitation. And today Pacha puts before me the *Goloss* with this dispatch: "Rome,...
Last Sunday I was woken by Nadine's children, who had been brought during the night from Tchernakovka.
That very evening we encountered a certain Marie Perlik, a spinster of forty, daughter of a roadside innkeeper — one of those country people who had...
— Look at those fine shoulders, I said — and to think that I am condemned never to wear a décolletage... I lay down in a fury, beside myself, and...
Parisian boxes are instruments of torture — we were four, in a front box at a hundred and fifty francs, and could not stir.
You know what Walitsky told Maman. Antonelli made him his confidant — well... you know... he spent every night with prostitutes! Leaving my company!!!
Berthe came to see me — dear little thing. Caroline delights me; she dresses me as I have never been dressed before.
Until the evening things went tolerably enough, but suddenly a very serious, very measured, very honest conversation was entered upon concerning my...
My dear Cassagnac was already there, filling half the drawing room. But he intimidates me... which I believe makes me more reserved, more...
Why does one conceal one's nudity? Because one is not certain of being beautiful. If one had the certainty of a perfect and irreproachable beauty,...
I hate Paris. Perhaps if I stayed here for some time without going to the shops this hatred would pass. A sept heures et demie je suis allée dîner...
What did I do today? I do not know... Ah, yes — Berthe came to lunch with me and I settled accounts with all my dressmakers. Nous devions partir ce...
We arrived that evening. I was content, for fate had granted us two men from Antibes who took us for Russians on their first journey and asked the...
The small domestic miseries discourage me.