There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
If I can't have too many truffles, I'll do without truffles.
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
We only do well the things we like doing.