What is the point of the political theories that promise us the progress of man, if we do not know in advance what kind of man they will form?
There is only one happiness in life: that of loving and being loved.
The paths that lead to art are full of thorns, but on them you can also pick beautiful flowers.
The soul that has never suffered, cannot understand happiness!
Life is more like a novel than our novels are like life.
Envious souls tend to hate people, because they take their faces, their happiness.
You cannot change your own nature, you can only turn the various qualities of your character, even the defects, to the good; therein lies the great mystery and great task of education.
Truth lives only in an open soul, and authority only on clean lips.
The truth is too simple; it is reached through something complicated.
Everyone feels the need to be loved, this elevates him in his eyes; but people must be loved differently: one - with boundless kindness, another - with permanent harshness.
The book has always been a counselor, a source of comfort, eloquent and calm, and I did not want to exhaust its qualities and saved them for more important situations.
He who is aware of his own innocence, unwittingly humiliates himself by justifying himself.
A love without deep respect and admiration is just friendship.
You can explain to others why you married your husband, but you cannot convince yourself.
He is wise who goes in step with his time, in step with society; and he who tends to go backwards... is a fool.
A man who talks intelligently about love is not very much in love.
We attract the misfortunes we pay too much attention to.
We can't take a single page out of our lives, but we can set the whole book on fire.
Our life is made of love, and not loving means not living.
He who is not loved is always a loner in a crowd.
Unrequited love is different from mutual love, as is the mistake of truth.
The domain of music is that of soul emotions. The purpose of music is to instill these emotions, itself drawing inspiration from them.
A loner is only the shadow of a man, and he who is not loved is alone everywhere.
Simplicity is the most difficult thing in the world; it is the final limit of experience and the final effort of genius.
Discretion in love or friendship is a stupid caprice and, moreover, an act of selfishness that kills all feeling, first in ourselves, then in the person we love.
Death is so repulsive that none of us can look upon its approach without horror.
Honesty dies when sold.
Abstraction is the death of ethics, because ethics is a living attitude towards life.
At the age of twenty, each of us has the face given by God; at forty, the face given by life, at sixty, the face we deserve.
All humans have the capacity for compassion and therefore the spirit of humanity will continue to evolve.