Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.
Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
Let us leave pretty women to men with no imagination.
We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.
The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.
It comes so soon, the moment when there is nothing left to wait for.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less, but to dream more, to dream all the time.
My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.
Like many intellectuals, he was incapable of saying a simple thing in a simple way
Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we believe we left without having lived them, those we spent with a favorite book.
Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have of them.
Everything great in the world is done by neurotics; they alone founded our religions and created our masterpieces.
Love is not vain because it is frustrated, but because it is fulfilled. The people we love turn to ashes when we posess them.
It is often hard to bear the tears that we ourselves have caused.
Now are the woods all black, But still the sky is blue.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
In his younger days a man dreams of possessing the heart of the woman whom he loves; later, the feeling that he possesses the heart of a woman may be enough to make him fall in love with her.
If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.
I wished to see storms only on those coasts where they raged with most violence...
...the memory of a particular image is but regret for a particular moment..
One cannot change, that is to say become a different person, while continuing to acquiesce to the feelings of the person one has ceased to be.
All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
The bonds that unite us to another human being are sanctified when he or she adopts the same point of view as ourselves in judging one of our imperfections.
