May you always see a blue sky overhead, my young friend; and then, even when the time comes, as it has come for me now, when the woods are black, when night is fast falling, you will be able to console yourself, as I do, by looking up at the sky.

People don't know when they are happy. They're never so unhappy as they think they are.

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.

Every kiss provokes another. Oh, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring to life! So closely, in their profusion, do they crowd together that lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.

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

It is always thus, impelled by a state of mind which is destined not to last, we make our irrevocable decisions