The work of art is the exaggeration of an idea.

Money cannot buy happiness, but it can make you awfully comfortable while you're being miserable. Nothing prevents happiness like the memory of happiness.

Atheism. There is not a single exalting and emancipating influence that does not in turn become inhibitory.

Nothing blocks happiness like happiness remembered.

We should enjoy this summer, flower by flower, as if it were to be the last one we’ll see.

The most beautiful things are those that madness prompts and reason writes.

To be sure, theory is useful. But without warmth of heart and without love it bruises the very ones it claims to save.