But I consoled myself with the reflexion that in spite of everything she was for me the real point of intersection between reality and dream.

The creation of the world did not occur at the beginning of time, it occurs every day.

It is not because other people are dead that our affection for them grows faint, it is because we ourselves are dying.

Let us leave pretty women to men with no imagination.

Every woman feels that the greater her power over a man, the more impossible it is to leave him except by sudden flight: a fugitive precisely because a queen.

So difficult is it for us to know, with the dead as with the living, whether a thing would cause them joy or sorrow!

She was capable of causing me pain, but no longer any joy. Pain alone kept my wearisome attachment alive.

As with the future, it is not all at once but grain by grain that one savours the past.

I could no longer desire physically without feeling a need for her, without suffering from her absence.

I must choose to cease from suffering or to cease from loving.

We consider it innocent to desire, and heinous that the other person should do so.

Classicism is health, romanticisim is sickness.

Carelessness was once something to be owned. They wore it around their necks as they joined the springtime breeze while ducking in and out of the forest believing their fairy tale.

I suffered my own battles. I suffer still.

No communication technology has ever disappeared, but instead becomes increasingly less important as the technological horizon widens.

The sooner every party breaks up the better.

The idea of having a large family, I definitely had a romantic notion of it.

I have gotten to travel the world and experience all these incredible things thanks to my career.

I diagnosed my loneliness as premature empty nest syndrome.

I'm always curious, but I'm learning things I never thought I'd learn. I get to travel to places I never thought I'd go.

I catnap now and then, but I think while I nap, so it's not a waste of time.