The only truth is love beyond reason.

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.

Oh! my friend, when you feel bursting on your lips the vow of eternal love, do not be afraid to yield, but do not confound wine with intoxication; do not think the cup divine because the draft is of celestial flavor; do not be astonished to find it broken and empty in the evening.

If love is a play, this play, as old as the world, fiasco or not, it is, all in all, the least bad thing that has so far been found. The roles are trite, I admit, but if the play had no value the whole universe wouldn’t know it by heart

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

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

Become corrupt, corrupt, and you will cease to suffer!" This has been the cry of all cities to man.