If you want your life to be a small part of eternity, to be lucid even in the heart of madness, love... Love with all your strength, love as though it is all you know how to do, love enough to make the gods themselves jealous... for it is in love that all ugliness reveals its beauty.

We've already been killed, all of us. It happened so long ago, we've forgotten it.

There's nothing, absolutely nothing, more important than your life. And your life isn't more important than other people's lives.

The man who let the love of his life pass him by will end up alone with his regrets and all the sighs in the world won't soothe his soul.

Though there are things beyond our understanding, for the most part we are the architects of our own unhappiness.

Life is a train that stops at no stations; you either jump abroad or stand on the platform and watch as it passes.

For a man to think he can fulfil his destiny without a woman is a misunderstanding, a miscalculation; it is reckless and folly. Certainly a woman is not everthing, but everything depends on her.