Well! If I had as many homes to do ... as I've undone!, p. 77, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
My little house, my mother ate it. My brother Zidor gambled away my hair, my shawls, my rings ... and all. And my late father drank the rest., p. 93, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
My dear, one is never as well scratched as by oneself., p. 129, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
"Platonic love" is just an affectation, p. 131, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
"Look, chaste author of my words, will you write me a part...?" "Extraordinary!" "What costume?" "Something indecent is indispensable., p. 47.", 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Of the unhappy people like this, one sees them with only one eye ... and not out of an attic window!, p. 57., 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Strong in Dominoes, p. 59, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
I tell of my neighbors' surprise / My fortune in different times / And I am still finding its debris / In sweeping the five floors, p. 81, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
I tell the good fortune, since I no longer know what it is, p. 83, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
No, M. Henri. I do not doubt the delicacy of your feelings, nor does my daughter; but look! I cannot make soup with that!, p.89, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
My respects to you, Mme. Widow-of-everyone!, p. 91, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Don't love me anymore?! ... Why Pamela, that would be a luxury that your methods do not permit you., p. 97, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
The temptation of a Saint Antoinette, p. 99, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Ah, that! Come on, M. le baron, what the devil would you wish that one did with your confidences, if not abuse them?, p. 117, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Still, at our house, I guarded the geese! And now the geese are guarding you., p. 119, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Do you know, Partagé, which village in France has the most knock-kneed clockmakers? -No. Where's that? -Well, it's Pau! -Why? -No one has ever been able to figure it out!, p. 19, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
... Yes my dear [meat (lit.)] Auguste. I am decidedly arrested in the heart so much that my rascal of a director will have half left it ..., p. 41., 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
... So then, if you would permit me, I will have the honor of sending my carriage for you at eleven o'clock. -That would keep me in boots [?], p. 43, 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Without even counting the times there wasn't a thing at our house to put in the oven ... and Monsieur wears an overcoat of doubly thick cloth. Good lord! An overcoat of doubly thick cloth!, p. 53., 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni
Carrots! How many are there, of the Bourgeois and the Crested Birds that live only on them?, p. 55., 1804 - 1866
Paul Gavarni