Perfection does not exist; to understand it is the triumph of human intelligence; to expect to possess it is the most dangerous kind of madness.

In love matters; keep your pen from paper.

One must not trifle with love

Romanticism is the abuse of adjectives

Know that there is often hidden in us a dormant poet, always young and alive.

Life is a sleep, love is a dream; and you have lived if you have loved.

Memory is what makes us young or old.