And where love ends, hate begins

Music makes me forget my real situation. It transports me into a state which is not my own. Under the influence of music I really seem to feel what I do not feel, to understand what I do not understand, to have powers which I cannot have. Music seems to me to act like yawning or laughter; I have no desire to sleep, but I yawn when I see others yawn; with no reason to laugh, I laugh when I hear others laugh. And music transports me immediately into the condition of soul in which he who wrote the music found himself at that time. ~The Kreutzer Sonata

The vocation of every man and woman is to serve other people.

I believe that the reason of life is for each of us simply to grow in love.

I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.

Pierre was one of those people who are strong only when they feel themselves perfectly pure.

And you know, there's less charm in life when you think about death--but it's more peaceful.