Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life.

Since I love you, my loneliness begins to throw you.

To have money is to be virtuous, honest, beautiful and witty And to be without is to be ugly and boring and stupid and useless.

A faithful woman looks to the spring, a good book, perfume, earthquakes, and divine revelation for the experience others find in a lover. They deceive their husbands, so to speak, with the entire world, men excepted.

An agreement is never reached in love. The life of a wife and husband who love each other is never at rest. Whether the marriage is true or false, the marriage portion is the same: elemental discord.

Who would prefer peace to the glory of hunger and thirst, of wading through mud, and dying in the service of one's country?

It's odd how people waiting for you stand out far less clearly than people you are waiting for.