The great artist is one whom constraint exalts, for whom the obstacle is a springboard.

The abominable effort to take one’s sins with one to paradise.

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

The truth is, I hoped the cure would dislike me. I tried to think of disagreeable things to say to him -- I could hit on nothing that wasn't charming. It's wonderful how hard I find it not to be fascinating.

If one could recover the uncompromising spirit of one's youth, one's greatest indignation would be for what one has become.

One should want only one thing and want it constantly. Then one is sure of getting it. But I desire everything, and consequently get nothing.

Are you then unable to recognize unless it has the same sound as yours?