Thought is the greatest of pleasures —pleasure itself is only imagination—have you ever enjoyed anything more than your dreams?

By trying to understand everything, everything makes me dream

It is necessary to sleep upon the pillow of doubt.

There is no truth. There is only perception.

I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it.

They took each other's advice, opened one book, went over to another, then did not know what to decide when opinions diverged so widely.

Love, she thought, must come suddenly, with great outbursts and lightnings,--a hurricane of the skies, which falls upon life, revolutionises it, roots up the will like a leaf, and sweeps the whole heart into the abyss.