Anyone who has chanced like me to roam through desolate mountains and studied at length their fantastic shapes and drunk the invigorating air of their valleys can understand why I wish to describe and depict these magic scenes for others.

I was ready to love the whole world, but no one understood me, and I learned to hate.

We survive on novelty, so much less demanding than commitment.

Women love only those whom they do not know!

Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall, yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea.

my love had grown one with my soul; it became darker, but did not go out

You men do not understand the delights of a glance, of a pressure of the hand... but as for me, I swear to you that, when I listen to your voice, I feel such a deep, strange bliss that the most passionate kisses could not take its place.