“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”

The courage of one’s opinions is always a form of calculating cowardice in the eyes of the other side.

My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.

Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have retained of them.

Love ever unsatisfied, lives always in the moment that is about to come.

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

Like many intellectuals, he was incapable of saying a simple thing in a simple way.

Happiness serves hardly any other purpose than to make unhappiness possible.

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

We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.

To write that essential book, a great writer does not need to invent it but merely to translate it, since it already exists in each one of us. The duty and task of a writer are those of translator.

Only by art can we get outside ourselves, instead of seeing only one world, our own, we see it under multiple forms.

Just as those who practice the same profession recognize each other instinctively, so do those who practice the same vice.

Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.

People wish to learn to swim and at the same time to keep one foot on the ground.

It is often hard to bear the tears that we ourselves have caused.

The bonds that unite another person to our self exist only in our mind.

Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears.

The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.

If I stayed angry at other people, I would miss finding friends among those I was angry with.

Wherever you have friends that’s your country, and wherever you receive love, that’s your home.

When friendships are real, they are not glass threads or frost work, but the solidest things we can know.

A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand.

Where both are friends, it is right to prefer truth.

Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.