Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.
That which we know is but little; that which we have a presentiment of is immense; it is in this direction that the poet outruns the learned man.
Generosity is more charitable than wealth.
Interest, ambition, fortune, time, temper, love, all kill friendship.
The happiness which is lacking makes one think even the happiness one has unbearable.
What is love? two souls and one flesh; friendship? two bodies and one soul.