The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in read more

The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.

The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.

Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.

Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not read more

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not even a bad photograph. Truth wants to be startled abruptly, at one stroke, from her self-immersion, whether by uproar, music or cries for help.

The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, while the heart of the fool is in the read more

The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, while the heart of the fool is in the house of entertainment.

Love builds bridges where there are none.

Love builds bridges where there are none.

We all suffer from the preoccupation that there exists ... in the loved one, perfection.

We all suffer from the preoccupation that there exists ... in the loved one, perfection.

There can be no happiness equal to the joy of finding a heart that understands.

There can be no happiness equal to the joy of finding a heart that understands.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.