The man who was once starved may revenge himself upon the world not by stealing just once, or by stealing only what he needs, but by taking from the world an endless toll in payment of something irreplaceable, which is the lost faith.

Either one fails in one's art or in one's life.

Tranquillity is contagious, peace is contagious. One only thinks of the contagiousness of illness, but there is the contagion of serenity and joy.

You fall in love with people's minds.

I am like a snake who has already bitten. I retreat from a direct battle while knowing the slow effect of the poison.

Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are.

How well I know with what burning intensity you live. You have experienced many lives already, including several you have shared with me- full rich lives from birth to death, and you just have to have these rest periods in between.