There is nothing so difficult to marry as a large nose.
The sick do not ask if the hand that smoothes their pillow is pure, nor the dying care if the lips that touch their brow have known the kiss of sin.
The things one feels absolutely certain about are never true. That is the fatality of faith, and the lesson of romance.
It is a very dangerous thing to know one’s friends.
For one moment our lives met, our souls touched.
Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets.