Take advantage of it now, while you are young, and suffer all you can, because these things don’t last your whole life.
No, not rich. I am a poor man with money, which is not the same thing.
One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship!
Today, when I saw you, I realized that what is between us is nothing more than an illusion.
It was a lone voice in the middle of the ocean, but it was heard at great depth and great distance.
Nothing one does in bed is immoral if it helps to perpetuate love.
To oppression, plundering and abandonment, we respond with life.
I discovered the miracle that all things that sound are music, including the dishes and silverware in the dishwasher, as long as they fulfill the illusion of showing us where life is heading.
A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.
Old people, with other old people, are not so old.
The spirit of her invincible heart guided her through the shadows.
Don’t struggle so much, the best things happen when not expected.
He was still too young to know that the heart’s memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.
I have learned that a man has the right and obligation to look down at another man, only when that man needs help to get up from the ground.
The heart’s memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.
He said that love was an emotion contra natura that condemned two strangers to a base and unhealthy dependence, and the more intense it was, the more ephemeral.
I have never done anything except write, but I don’t possess the vocation or talents of a narrator, have no knowledge at all of the laws of dramatic composition, and if I have embarked upon this enterprise it is because I trust in the light shed by how much I have read in my life.
I do not believe there is a method better than Montessori for making children sensitive to the beauties of the world and awakening their curiosity regarding the secrets of life.
The truth is that the first changes are so slow they pass almost unnoticed, and you go on seeing yourself as you always were, from the inside, but others observe you from the outside.
The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.