People were always asking for good sound proofs; doubt springs eternal in the human breast, even in countries where the Inquisition can read your very thoughts in your eyes.

You swore you loved me, and laughed and warned me that you would not love me forever. I did not hear you. You were speaking in a language I did not understand. Never, never, I can conceive of a love which is able to foresee its own termination. Love is its own eternity. Love is in every moment of its being: all time. It is the only glimpse we are permitted of what eternity is. So I did not hear you. The words were nonsense.

Oh, earth, you're too wonderful for anybody to realize you.

There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

Life is a fatal adventure. It can only have one end. So why not make it as far-ranging and free as possible.

Everybody's talking about people breaking into houses but there are more people in the world who want to break out of houses.

When you're safe at home you wish you were having an adventure; when you're having an adventure you wish you were safe at home.