I also know that we should cultivate our gardens.

Martin in particular concluded that man was born to live either in the convulsions of misery, or in the lethargy of boredom.

Everything's fine today, that is our illusion.

He was my equal in beauty, a paragon of grace and charm, sparkling with wit, and burning with love. I adored him to distraction, to the point of idolatry: I loved him as one can never love twice.

The human brain is a complex organ with the wonderful power of enabling man to find reasons for continuing to believe whatever it is that he wants to believe.

Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable.

A lady of honor may be raped once, but it strengthens her virtue.