His eyes were bright, and, indeed, he scarcely knew whether they held dreams or realities...and in five minutes she had filled the shell of the old dream with the flesh of life.

Incessant company is as bad as solitary confinement.

It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality.

At one and the same time, therefore, society is everything and society is nothing. Society is the most powerful concoction in the world and society has no existence whatsoever

For pleasure has no relish unless we share it.

Up here my eyes are green leaves, unseeing.

To love makes one solitary.