The pleasure of the true dreamer does not lie in the substance of the dream, but in this: that there things happen without any interference from his side, and altogether outside his control.

It's an odd feeling-farewell-there is some envy in it. Men go off to be tested for courage and if we're tested at all, it's for patience, for doing without, for how well we can endure loneliness.

When you have caught the rhythm of Africa, you find out that it is the same in all her music.

death - a passage outside the range of imagination, but within the range of experience.

I think all sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story or tell a story about them.

I felt that Paris was illuminated by a splendor possessed by no other places.

One must in this lower world love many things to know finally what one loves the best.