The more one pleases everybody, the less one pleases profoundly.
People happy in love have an air of intensity.
I see but one rule: to be clear. If I am not clear, all my world crumbles to nothing.
A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.
Logic is neither an art nor a science but a dodge.
She had caprices of a marvellous unexpectedness, and how is any one to imitate a caprice?