In life it is more necessary to lose than to gain. A seed will only germinate if it dies.

Art always serves beauty, and beauty is the joy of possessing form, and form is the key to organic life since no living thing can exist without it.

As in an explosion, I would erupt with all the wonderful things I saw and understood in this world.

But the division in him was a sorrow and a torment, and he became accustomed to it only as one gets used to an unhealed and frequently reopened wound.

I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.

And so it turned out that only a life similar to the life of those around us, merging with it without a ripple, is genuine life, and that an unshared happiness is not happiness.

If you want to know, life is the principle of self-renewal, it is constantly renewing and remaking and changing and transfiguring itself.