One grows out of pity when it's useless.

I have a very old and very faithful attachment for dogs. I like them because they always forgive.

To feel absolutely right is the beginning of the end.

Human rebellion ends in metaphysical revolution. It progresses from appearances to acts, from the dandy to the revolutionary.

There's the risk of being loved...and that would keep me from being happy.

O light! This the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last resort was ours, too, and I knew it now. In the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer.

Of course, true love is exceptional - two or three times a century, more or less. The rest of the time there is vanity or boredom.