No one feels another's grief, no one understands another's joy. People imagine they can reach one another. In reality they only pass each other by.

You believe happiness to be derived from the place in which once you have been happy, but in truth it is centered in ourselves.

No one feels another's grief, no one understands another's joy. People imagine they can reach one another. In reality they only pass each other by.

Why does God endow us with compassion?

The greatest misfortune of the wise man and the greatest unhappiness of the fool are based upon convention.

Love is in the air these days, so we thought we'd give a try to make your day a little brighter.

I am composing like a god, as if it simply had to be done as it has been done.