Reason is the slave of passion.

Above all, don't lie to yourself.

It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.

The prince says that the world will be saved by beauty! And I maintain that the reason he has such playful ideas is that he is in love.

Of course my jokes are in poor taste, inappropriate, and confused; they reveal my lack of security. But that is because I have no respect for myself.

This is my last message to you: in sorrow, seek happiness.

Sorrow compressed my heart, and I felt I would die, and then... Well, then I woke up.