I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.

If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.

In the end, nature is inexorable: it has no reason to hurry and, sooner or later, it takes what belongs to it. Unconsciously and inflexibly obedient to its own laws, it doesn't know art, just as it doesn't know freedom, just as it doesn't know goodness.

Circumstances define us; they force us onto one road or another, and then they punish us for it.

I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.

Every man's happiness is built on the unhappi-ness of another.

Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that's all!