There is no dream of love, however ideal it may be, which does not end up with a fat, greedy baby hanging from the breast.

I think I would be happy in that place I happen not to be, and this question of moving house is the subject of a perpetual dialogue I have with my soul.

Doubt, or the absence of faith and naivete, is a vice peculiar to this age, for no one is obedient nowadays; and naivete, which means the dominance of temperament in the manner, is a gift from God, possessed by very few.

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep.

Everything for me becomes allegory

I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on, The windows and the stars illumined, one by one, The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily, And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass; And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass, I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight, And build me stately palaces by candlelight.

The insatiable thirst for everything that lies beyond, and that life reveals, is the most living proof of our immortality.