Families, I hate you! Shut-in homes, closed doors, jealous possessors of happiness
The loveliest creations of men are persistently painful. What would be the description of happiness? Nothing, except what prepares and then what destroys it.
We should enjoy this summer, flower by flower, as if it were to be the last one we’ll see.
Long only for what you have.
Wisdom comes not from reason but from love.
The most decisive actions of our life - I mean those that are most likely to decide the whole course of our future - are, more often than not, unconsidered.