What does reason know? Reason only knows what it has succeeded in learning.

They tease me now, telling me it was only a dream. But does it matter whether it was a dream or reality, if the dream made known to me the truth?

A widow, the mother of a family, and from her heart she produces chords to which my whole being responds.

I want to suffer so that I may love.

Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!

Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.

I love the sticky leaves in spring, the blue sky — that’s all it is. It’s not a matter of intellect or logic, it’s loving with one’s inside, with one’s stomach.