One forgets so quickly one's own youth.

One gets started, and then, suddenly, one cannot remember what toothpaste they use . . . the moment comes when a character does or says something you hadn't thought about. At that moment he's alive and you leave it to him.

So long as one is happy one can endure any discipline: it was unhappiness that broke down the habits of work.

Death will come in any case, and there is a long afterwards if the priests are right and nothing to fear if they are wrong.

You cannot love without intuition.

You needn't be so scared. Love doesn't end. Just because we don't see each other.

Love taught me that your honour did but jest.