For one cannot change, that is to say become another person, while continuing to acquiesce to the feelings of the person one no longer is.

Perhaps the pleasure one feels in writing is not the infallible test of the literary value of a page; perhaps it is only a secondary state which is often superadded, but the want of which can have no prejudicial effect on it. Perhaps some of the greatest masterpieces were written while yawning.

We live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom: our body.

The heart changes...but we learn of it only from reading or by imagination; for in reality its alteration, like that of certain natural phenomena, is so gradual that, even if we are able to distinguish, successively, each of its different states, we are still spared the actual sensation of change.

Which of course is followed by: For those who have Awareness, a hint is quite enough. For the multitudes of heedless mere knowledge is useless. Haji Bektash Veli We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.

People can have many different kinds of pleasure. The real one is that for which they will forsake the others.

Friendship is in the end no more than: " . . . a lie which seeks to make us believe that we are not irremediably alone."