Happiness implied a choice, and within that choice a concerted will, a lucid desire.
Mistakes are joyful, truth infernal.
I have always felt I lived on the high seas, threatened, at the heart of a royal happiness.
There is always a certain hour of the day and of the night when a man’s courage is at its lowest ebb, and it was that hour only that he feared.
The act of love is a confession.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.