... anything difficult to say must be shouted from the rooftops.
It's necessary to use suffering. Otherwise, one is used by it.
When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.
To be one's own master is to be the slave of self.
Indiscretion has always seemed to me to be one of the privileges of tact.
We are nearly all composed of such a complex mixture of human qualities that in each one of us reside both masculine and feminine principles: what man is without any female attribute and what woman never demonstrates any masculine characteristics?