Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.
Nine tenths of the ills from which intelligent people suffer spring from their intellect.
Even though our lives wander, our memories remain in one place.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
Our intellect is not the most subtle, the most powerful, the most appropriate, instrument for revealing the truth. It is life that, little by little, example by example, permits us to see that what is most important to our heart, or to our mind, is learned not by reasoning but through other agencies. Then it is that the intellect, observing their superiority, abdicates its control to them upon reasoned grounds and agrees to become their collaborator and lackey.
You can't learn the truth about a man's intentions by asking him.
An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates.
The heart does not lie.
All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.
We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
In a separation it is the one who is not really in love who says the more tender things.
Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.
We live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom: our body.
Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have retained of them.
Under each station of the real, another glimmers.
For every sin there is forgiveness, and especially for the sins of youth.
The loss of a sense adds as much beauty to the world as its acquisition.
The only paradise is paradise lost.
I wished to see storms only on those coasts where they raged with most violence.
A picture's beauty does not depend on the things portrayed in it.
One becomes moral as soon as one is unhappy.
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
Desire makes everything blossom
Through art alone are we able to emerge from ourselves, to know what another person sees of a universe which is not the same as our own and of which, without art, the landscapes would remain as unknown to us as those that may exist on the moon.
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