there is no sin punished more implacably by nature than the sin of resistance to change.

Why is it that you can sometimes feel the reality of people more keenly through a letter than face to face?

When the wedding march sounds the resolute approach, the clock no longer ticks, it tolls the hour. The figures in the aisle are no longer individuals, they symbolize the human race.

Why do progress and beauty have to be so opposed?

When each partner loves so completely that he has forgotten to ask himself whether or not he is loved in return; when he only knows that he loves and is moving to its music--then, and then only are two people able to dance perfectly in tune to the same rhythm.

Not knowing how to feed the spirit, we try to muffle its demands in distraction...What matters is that one be for a time inwardly attentive.

Packing is chiefly planning -- if it is