“Without music, life would be a mistake.”

In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.

There is not enough love and goodness in the world to permit giving any of it away to imaginary beings.

Stupidity in a woman is unfeminine.

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

Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?

The worst enemy you can meet will always be yourself

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.

It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book.

Every deep thinker is more afraid of being understood than of being misunderstood.

One must be a sea, to receive a polluted stream without becoming impure.

The lonely one offers his hand too quickly to whomever he encounters.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

One must shed the bad taste of wanting to agree with many.

Faith: not wanting to know what the truth is.

One ought to hold on to one’s heart; for if one lets it go, one soon loses control of the head too.

I assess the power of a will by how much resistance, pain, torture it endures and knows how to turn to its advantage.

Looking at her, you would feel she was a porcelain doll with eyes full of fire and flames of life, that washed her away from the air bubbles of uncertainty.

When you least expect it, death creeps in and reminds you of life.

If you look at her she is plain and white, blink your eyes and look again, she is filled with every color of this universe embedded in simplicity.

You will heal, one day. You will no longer fall apart at the idea of moving on with your life without them.

Waiting a lifetime to touch your lips again wouldn’t be too long.

I love the little things in life but when it comes to me, why do I find those little things about myself hard to love? I am everything I need.

Her veins are filled with the ink that writes onto the paper of her life and canvas.

Maybe it’s enough just to live life moment to moment. The most cliche but a true reminder: The past is gone and the future is not guaranteed.