The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it.
We are healed from suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
Happiness serves hardly any other purpose than to make unhappiness possible.
What a profound significance small things assume when the woman we love conceals them from us.
In a separation it is the one who is not really in love who says the more tender things.
It is always during a passing state of mind that we make lasting resolutions.
