To love someone means to see him as God intended him.
Only through suffering can we find ourselves.
But how could you live and have no story to tell?
Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled.
To a commonplace man of limited intellect, for instance, nothing is simpler than to imagine himself an original character, and to revel in that belief without the slightest misgiving.
I know that you don't believe it, but indeed, life will bring you through. You will live it down in time. What you need now is fresh air, fresh air, fresh air!