Hope is a memory that desires, the memory is a memory that has enjoyed.

Let nothing dupe you! Such is the horrible maxim that acts as a solvent upon every noble feeling man experiences.

Love is precisely to the moral nature what the sun is to the earth.

There is no such thing as a great talent without great will power.

To forget is the great secret of strong creative natures; to forget is the way nature herself who knows no past and who at every hour begins the mysteries of her untiring labors afresh.

Love is not only a feeling, it is also an art. A simple word, a sensitive precaution, a mere nothing reveal to a woman the sublime artist who can touch her heart without withering it.

There is something great and terrible about suicide.