LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 62: THE DAQY WHEN YOU HAVE TO DISPLAY GALLANTRY: －How much is that big bouquet?... －Ten francs －Good God!... and this little here? －Fifteen francs －Damnation!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 12: A day of the 1st performance

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 12: A day of the 1st performance

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 87: THE LADY WHO CULTIVATES THE ARTS: The gentlemen in chorus. It's charming...It's chaarming... It's chaaahhhming!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 77: PANCAKES: There you go, that's how I give one to myself!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 9: FULL DRESS DAY: I think like this I look a little... slightly Old Guard!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 10: THE FIRST BEARD: You really want to be able to shave your beard too, don't you, brat... for that wait until you're fifteen like me!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 75: THE RETURN FROM THE St. CLOUD FAIR: To the devil with reed-pipes and reed-pipers... how can they allow such an instrument in a country that already tolerates the Clarinet!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 91: A gentleman who wants to give himself the satisfaction of having his [death]mask

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 91: A gentleman who wants to give himself the satisfaction of having his [death]mask

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 29: THE OPENING OF THE HUNTING SEASON: Grey eyes... that’s it... sallow complexion... there it is... big ears... exactly... red nose... ah! there's no record of that here, it’s a false arms licence you’ve got there... you haven’t got a red nose, it's violet... I'm arresting you!

THE SPECULATORS 1: －I bought this ground at one franc per metre and I'll sell it at 9 francs. －Who to?... －The name's not important as long as I earn 8 francs per metre... it's not too expensive. the ground's well worth 600 francs per metre on the boulevard Montmartre!... －Yes, but this place isn't populated. －What d'you mean, not populated... there are more than twenty thousand rabbits!

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 80: A PHILANTHROPIC LOTTERY: －The gentleman －for my twenty francs I've won a dreadful woman's bag... how ridiculous! －The lady －and I['ve won] a pair of razors one of which is badly dented... what a bore!..

Childish Acts 1: I don't want to get into so much water... there'll be a lot of big fish in there

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 68: A FASHIONABLE SUIT: －Sir, I swear that this suit is very becoming!... －Yes it's becoming and economical... with a similar [short] jacket you can perfectly well open the door when [the bell], is rung, and pass yourself off as your own man-servant!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 58: IN CARNIVAL MOOD: －Let's go and laugh and [dance] jigs!... personally, I'll be disguised as a friend!... －Excellent!... you won't be recognised!..

PHYSIOGNOMY OF THE ASSEMBLY 15: Below the upper vignette: When the boring orator is at the tribune; Below the lower vignette: － See here gentlemen, a little moderation... we’re in the corridor... these insults are only acceptable when we’re in a meeting!

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 88: A NEW ACQUAINTANCE: Oh! madam... I've found Zémire for you, but I certainly think I've lost my heart!..

WHEN YOU'RE UNLUCKY 9: I thought better of her than that..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 67: THE SHIRTMAKER: Sir, I’ve made everything there that’s most suitable... with a shirt of my style you can appear in whichever salon [you wish] and you’ll always be the best dressed man of the entire company..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 71: A STEEPLE-CHASE WINNER: －So you confirm that I came in first... －My dear chap you were magnificent... everybody envies your lot!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 100: A FILIAL HOMMAGE: Yes, it's Leonidas... it's certainly Leonidas...(The happy father deems it necessary to become tender because he recognises Leonidas.)

Strangers in Paris 10: The visit to the Hôtel des Invalides －It doesn’t smell very good, your broth...how much is it? －Whatever you can give, master... but the minimum is three francs... －Deuce...! I definitely find it a little salty

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 61: A MISTRESS AT THE OPERA: －You see that little brunette dancer who's [skirt is] ballooning now... well, dear chap! I've had her for a week... she's mad about me!..

LIFE'S HAPPY DAYS 25: A MEAGRE DINNER: －The fish was good, but it's far too dear on the bill... thirty nine francs for a meagre dinner!... －This restaurant owner's a heretic... he breaks one of the most Christian precepts: thou shalt not eat expensively on Fridays!..