To understand is nothing, but to be understood-that is the problem and the source of anguish. The soul throbs and would have the other know-but can not and feels isolated. Then come gestures, words, awkward explanations and material symbols for imponderable outbursts of feeling-and the soul despairs.

Understand that the only possession of any value is life.

The most gifted natures are perhaps also the most trembling.

To love the truth is to refuse to let oneself be saddened by it.

True kindness presupposes the faculty of imagining as one's own the suffering and joys of others.

Nothing blocks happiness like happiness remembered.

A straight path never leads anywhere except to the objective.