There is no feeling more comforting and consoling than knowing you are right next to the one you love.

Don't tell me that you have exhausted Life. When a man says that, one knows that life has exhausted him.

Prism! Where is that baby?

A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.

Behind joy and laughter there may be a temperament, coarse, hard and callous. But behind sorrow there is always sorrow. Pain, unlike pleasure, wears no mask. ... For this reason there is no truth comparable to sorrow. There are times when sorrow seems to me to be the only truth. Other things may be illusions of the eye or the appetite, made to blind the one and cloy the other, but out of sorrow have the worlds been built, and at the birth of a child or a star there is pain.

Perhaps in nearly every joy, as certainly in every pleasure, cruelty has its place.

The past is of no importance. The present is of no importance. It is with the future that we have to deal. For the past is what man should not have been. The present is what man ought not to be. The future is what artists are.