A major difficulty in translation is that a word in one language seldom has a precise equivalent in another one.

A man's delight in looking forward to and hoping for some particular satisfaction is a part of the pleasure flowing out of it, enjoyed in advance. But this is afterward deducted, for the more we look forward to anything the less we enjoy it when it comes.

Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.

I believe that when death closes our eyes we shall awaken to a light, of which our sunlight is but the shadow.

The Universe is a dream dreamed by a single dreamer where all the dream characters dream too.

Genius is an intellect that has become unfaithful to its destiny.

How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?