The English have only three sauces - a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.

The glasses were half full, which meant that the guests were completely so

I told myself 'Everything is a being! The shout that passes into the air is an entity like an animal, since it is born, produces a movement, and is again transformed, in order to die. So the fearful mind that believes in incorporeal beings is not wrong. What are they?

Words dazzle and deceive because they are mimed by the face. But black words on a white page are the soul laid bare.

How weak our mind is; how quickly it is terrified and unbalanced as soon as we are confronted with a small, incomprehensible fact. Instead of dismissing the problem with: "We do not understand because we cannot find the cause," we immediately imagine terrible mysteries and supernatural powers.

We breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.

There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.