In literature as in love, we are astonished at what is chosen by others.

The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past.

In a discussion, the difficulty lies, not in being able to defend your opinion, but to know it.

Conversation would be vastly improved by the constant use of four simple words: I do not know.

Happiness is never there to stay [...] Happiness is merely a respite offered by inquietude.

We don't love a woman for what she says, we like what she says because we love her.

Live as if you were eternal.