Taught him the only thing he had to learn about love: that nobody teaches life anything.
How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!
wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good.
The only thing worse than bad health is a bad name.
Why were you so old when we met? I answered with the truth: Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel.
his examination revealed that he had no fever, no pain anywhere, and that his only concrete feeling was an urgent desire to die. All that was needed was shrewd questioning...to conclude once again that the symptoms of love were the same as those of cholera.