The day that a woman who is passing before you sheds a light upon you as she goes, you are lost, you love. You have then but one thing to do: to think of her so earnestly that she will be compelled to think of you.

He did not study God; he was dazzled by him.

Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.

The realities of life do not allow themselves to be forgotten.

To love beauty is to see light.

The word is the Verb, and the Verb is God.

A fixed idea ends in madness or heroism.