Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.

I stumbled out into the courtyard to try to flee my misery, but of course we can never flee the misery that is within us.

Sadness was a very heavy thing.

Every man has his destiny. But who needs to go to a fortune-teller to find it? Do I go to a chef to find out if I'm hungry?

No one knows the author of memoir so well like himself.

The swan who goes on living in its parents' tree will die; this is why those who are beautiful and talented bear the burden of finding their own way in the world.

If you have experienced an evening more exciting than any in your life, you're sad to see it end; and yet you still feel grateful that it happened.