I think I missed my calling. I should have been an interior decorator.

The reduction of the universe to the compass of a single being, and the extension of a single being until it reaches God - that is love. Love is the salute of the angels to the stars. How sad is the heart when rendered sad by love! How great is the void created by the absence of the being who alone fills the world.

Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left.

There are no trifles in the human story, no trifling leaves on the tree.

Sleep comes more easily than it returns.

Whenever a man's friends begin to compliment him about looking young, he may be sure that they think he is growing old.

A woman's best qualities are harmful if undiluted with prudence.