Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

There can be no peace of mind in love, since the advantage one has secured is never anything but a fresh starting-point for future desires.

Every reader finds himself. The writer's work is merely a kind of optical instrument that makes it possible for the reader to discern what, without this book, he would perhaps never have seen in himself.

They like my books better in England than in France; a translation would be very successful there.

It is a mistake to speak of a bad choice in love, since, as soon as a choice exists, it can only be bad.

The only paradise is paradise lost.

To a great extent, suffering is a sort of need felt by the organism to make itself familiar with a new state, which makes it uneasy, to adapt its sensibility to that state.