Quotes from Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt

I have some beautiful 20th-century drawings and a few paintings, but I'm not a collector, and I'm not particularly attached to objects.

I really enjoy spending Sunday evenings with friends, because Sunday evenings are always frightening. You are obsessed by the fact that you are working again the next day. And sometimes you get the blues. I always decide to spend it with friends. It's very nice.

When I start a book, it's every day. There is no Saturday, no Sunday. It's every day, because if I stop one day, I'm afraid of losing the book and losing the energy.

I really enjoy spending Sunday evenings with friends, because Sunday evenings are always frightening. You are obsessed by the fact that you are working again the next day. And sometimes you get the blues.

I consider a house without books or a piano to be unfurnished.

In Brussels, you are able to have a lot of appointments in a day. In Paris, you can have one, two, maybe three, but you spend all your time on the road, in the car or in the suburbs. In Brussels, everything is easy. It's not a very big city, and the people are very quiet and warm.

I find mirrors detestable; I dislike seeing myself. Of course, there's a mirror in the bathroom, but it's a magnifying one for shaving. Photographs are fine, but I don't like mirrors because they take you by surprise.

I pensieri che non dici sono pensieri che pesano, che si incrostano, che ti opprimono, che ti immobilizzano, che prendono il posto delle idee nuove e che ti infettano.

Ce matou-là ne fait pas de différences entre les câlins français et les câlins allemands, murmura Bernstein. Il n'a rien compris à la guerre. - C'est-à-dire qu'il a tout compris.

Sunt furios c? m-am împotmolit într-o împieliÈ›at? de filozofie pe care spiritul meu nu se poate împiedica s? n-o aprobe, iar inima s-o nege.

Quel homme possède jamais une femme ? Quel homme possède jamais la vérité ?

Transformer ses hypothèses en certitudes : quelle prétention ! Lâcher toutes les idées pour une : le fanatisme n'a pas d'autre origine !

Les pensées sont des femmes, on les renifle, on les suit, on s'engrise et puis brusquement, le désir bifurque et l'on va voir ailleurs.

Guarda Momo. La Senna adora i ponti, è come una donna che va matta per i braccialetti.

Adolescents, malgré les données d'intelligence et de tempérament, nous sommes en grande partie fabriqués par notre éducation, notre milieu, nos parents ; adultes, nous nous fabriquons par nos choix.

All the highway is good for is to tell you to keep moving, there's nothing to see. That's for idiots who want to go as fast as possible from one point to another. We're not doing geometry here, we're traveling. Find me. some pretty little roads that show us all there is to see.

C'est une maladie d'être optimiste? Non, c'est une maladie de l'être trop. L'excès devient pathologique.

Si ce que tu dis n'est pas plus beau que le silence, alors tais-toi

Urmându-Å£i aÅŸadar sfatul, m-am str?duit s?-l pun în aplicare. Contemplând lumina, culorile, copacii, p?s?rile, animalele. SimÅ£eam cum aerul îmi p?trunde în n?ri f?cându-m? s? respir. Vocile de pe culoar veneau spre mine ca din bolta unei catedrale. Iar eu eram viu. Frem?tam de o bucurie necuprins? ÅŸi pur?. Aceea de a exista. O bucurie care m? fermeca.

Szcz??cie, którego wyczekujemy, potrafi zburzy? to, które wÅ'aÅ›nie prze?ywamy

W wieku dwudziestu lat jesteÅ›my tym, co uczyniÅ'o z nas wyksztaÅ'cenie, ale ju? okoÅ'o czterdziestu- tym, co powstaÅ'o w wyniku wÅ'asnych wyborów, je?eli takich dokonaliÅ›my. MÅ'ody czÅ'owiek staje siÄ™ takim dorosÅ'ym, jakiego chciaÅ'o jego dzieciÅ"stwo. ZaÅ› czÅ'owiek dojrzaÅ'y jest dzieckiem mÅ'odego czÅ'owieka.

La quantité ne fait pas la vérité.

Mi-am dat imediat seama c? veniseÅŸi. Åži c?-mi dezv?luiai secretul, marele t?u secret: priveÅŸte lumea în fiecare zi ca ÅŸi cum ai vedea-o pentru întâia oar?.

Tanti Roz, mi se pare c? au inventat un alt spital decât cel real. Se prefac c? oamenii vin la spital decât ca s? se vindece. DeÈ™i unii vin ca s? moar?. -Ai dreptate,Oscar. ?i cred c? facem aceeaÈ™i greÈ™eal? È™i în privinÈ›a vieÈ›ii. Uit?m c? viaÈ›a e fragil?, f?râmicioas?, efemer?. Ne credem toÈ›i nemuritori.