He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

It's useful because it's beautiful.

Trying to be witty leads to lying, more or less.

Love does not cause suffering: what causes it is the sense of ownership, which is love's opposite.

But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.

The thing that is important is the thing that is not seen.

No destiny attacks us from outside. But, within him, man bears his fate and there comes a moment when he knows himself vulnerable; and then, as in a vertigo, blunder upon blunder lures him.