There are as many mediocrities exalted through pity as masters decried through envy.

At fifteen, beauty and talent do not exist; there can only be promise of the coming woman.

The greatest tyranny is to love I where we are not loved again.

Woman is closer to angels than man because she knows how to mingle an infinite tenderness with the most absolute compassion.

When attempted self-destruction does not cure a man of life, it cures him of voluntary death.

Forgetting is the great secret of strong and creative lives.

There are as many mediocrities exalted through pity as masters decried through envy.