You are a man still young, so to say, in your first youth and so put intellect above everything.

Yes, that's right... love should come before logic ... Only then will man come to understand the meaning of life.

You ache with it all; and the more mysterious it is, the more you ache.

I don’t even know what I’m writing, I have no idea, I don’t know anything, and I’m not reading over it, and I’m not correcting my style, and I’m writing just for the sake of writing, just for the sake of writing more to you… My precious, my darling, my dearest!

There are chance meetings with strangers that interest us from the first moment, before a word is spoken.

Perhaps a normal man is supposed to be stupid-how do we know? Perhaps it's even very beautiful.

I have no self-respect. But can a man of acute sensibility respect himself at all?