We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck, and, ask anyone, the house is never burgled, and the ship never goes down.
What you get free costs too much.
The true masters of the art of living are already happy.
The only immorality is not to do what one has to do when one has to do it.
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
Life is very nice, but it lacks form. It's the aim of art to give it some.