...one of the traits of genius is not to drag its thought through the rut worn by vulgar minds.
There are as many styles of beauty as there are visions of happiness.
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
I see but one rule: to be clear. If I am not clear, all my world crumbles to nothing.
Women are always eagerly on the lookout for any emotion.
In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.