Surrounded by people who love life, you love it too; surrounded by people who don't, you don't.

Many beautiful women have been made happy by their own beauty, but no intelligent woman has ever been made happy by her own intelligence.

We are never more self-righteous than when giving up what we should have shunned all along.

A new wound makes all the old ones ache again.

When the pain is great enough, we will let anyone be doctor.

When we discuss those we love with those who do not love them, the end of love is near.

Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had, for the first involves knowledge and pleasure, the second only ignorance and pain.