Each of us is the only person who can give the other what each of us wants to have: Peace.

There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely.

The spontaneity of slaps is sincerity, whereas the ceremonial of caresses is largely convention.

Everyone has, inside himself ... what shall I call it? A piece of good news! Everyone is ... a very great, very important character.

A long association-prolonged human contact, when a man and woman live together-this ends up producing a sort of rot, a poison.

It so difficult to know what the people we love really need.

Sisterly love is, of all sentiments, the most abstract. Nature does not grant it any functions.