Melody is a form of remembrance. It must have a quality of inevitability in our ears.
The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!
There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
One can remain alive. . . if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity interested in big things and happy in small ways.
Nothing is more perplexing to a man than the mental process of a woman who reasons her emotions.
Half the trouble in life is caused by pretending there isn't any.
whatever the uses of a room, they are seriously interfered with if it be not preserved as a world by itself.
We only hear what we listen for.
Possessions of this world have not been for the exclusive use by such or such category of individuals.
Be like a flower that gives its fragrance even to the hand that crushed it.
I don't believe I can really do without teaching.