For the cyclist in Paris there is only one rule: don't think, just go.  Despite what may at first seem like total mayhem, Parisian traffic is really more like someone's messy desk. You shouldn't clean it up because there's actually an organization to it.
All the concepts about safe riding that have guided my adult life had to be put aside as I, and a group of about twenty American bicyclists, negotiated the winding streets of one of Europe's most beautiful but seemingly disorganized cities.
By throwing out all rules, a kind of re-structuring of my brain took place that actually benefitted me when I returned to my usual trail riding back home. It was as if my peripheral vision, as well as my ability to anticipate the unexpected, was greatly strengthened. Over time, I was able to confidently ride within the swirling maelstrom of cars in the city's many traffic circles while, at the same time, glance at and appreciate the many architectural marvels. The more shy and apprehensive the bike rider the more unpredictable you became to the motorists.  At first, you are understandably timid and receive odd looks and quick honks from drivers but over time you adapt and just let go. After all, to see a Parisian teenager speeding by without a helmut or an elderly couple riding unperturbed alongside you in heavy traffic does make you reassess your fears. Heck, if THEY can do it...
To ride across Paris en route for a day trip to the Musee du Louvre or just a city park can be as thrilling as riding in remote parts of Wyoming. Despite the perceived danger you are always surrounded by immense beauty. By the end of the trip I could confidently ride in heavy traffic, sightsee, eat a mouth-watering pastry AND take pictures with one hand as I rode along - all at the same time. But take my advise - DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!
What happens on your bike in Paris should always remain in Paris and your fond, fond memories.   
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