the urgent crowds out the essential.

leisure is an attitude of mind, not simply remission of work.

We love those we are happy with. We do. For how else can we know we love them, or how else define loving?

We envy people we love for being always in their own loved company.

Most of us are experts at solving other people's problems, but we generally solve them in terms of our own and the advice we give is seldom for other people but for ourselves.

One of the many possible divisions of human beings is into those who make and those who use.

Summer weather, like being in love,is a philosopher's stone which turns our ordinary days to gold. But not the whole day ... For it is never the whole day, never all our life which is transformed in any happiness, but only the exquisite moments.