Yes, there is weeping, even in heaven, but it is for those who are still crawling on the earth.

so few in reality are the true necessities of man

All those who actually live the mysteries of life haven't the time to write, and all those who have the time don't live them! D'you see?

We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.

This is true happiness: to have no ambition and to work like a horse as if you had every ambition. To live far from men, not to need them and yet to love them. To have the stars above, the land to your left and the sea to your right and to realize of a sudden that in your heart, life has accomplished its final miracle: it has become a fairy tale.

I loved my body and did not want it to perish; I loved my soul and did not want it to decay. I have fought to reconcile these two primordial forces.

Ah, if you could dance all that you've just said, then I'd understand.