Let a prize lower my position, if it causes me to be read; that I prefer immediately to all the honors.

Memory nourishes the heart, and grief abates.

Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.

I had come in time to learn that it was a mistake to smile a friendly smile when somebody made a fool of me.

Reading is at the threshold of spiritual life; it can introduce us to it; it does not constitute it. There are, however, certain cases, certain pathological cases, so to speak, of spiritual depression in which reading can become a sort of curative discipline and assume the task, through repeated stimulation, of continuously reintroducing a lazy mind into the life of the spirit.

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.

We can only be faithful to what we remember, and we remember only what we have known.