What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are but how you deal with incompatibility.
To get rid of an enemy one must love him.
I’m like a starving man who has been given food. Maybe he’s cold, and his clothes are torn, and he’s ashamed, but he’s not unhappy.
But the law of loving others could not be discovered by reason, because it is unreasonable.
Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.
Something magical has happened to me: like a dream when one feels frightened and creepy, and suddenly wakes up to the knowledge that no such terrors exist. I have wakened up.
All great literature is one of two stories; a man goes on a journey or a stranger comes to town.
Sometimes she did not know what she feared, what she desired: whether she feared or desired what had been or what would be, and precisely what she desired, she did not know.
Because of the self-confidence with which he had spoken, no one could tell whether what he said was very clever or very stupid.
She had no need to ask why he had come. She knew as certainly as if he had told her that he was here to be where she was.
All the diversity, all the charm, and all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade.
Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can understand. (Anna Karenina)
It’s hard to love a woman and do anything.
It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.
Seize the moments of happiness, love and be loved! That is the only reality in the world, all else is folly. It is the one thing we are interested in here.
To tell the truth is very difficult, and young people are rarely capable of it.
How can one be well…when one suffers morally?
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.
He stepped down, avoiding any long look at her as one avoids long looks at the sun, but seeing her as one sees the sun, without looking.
Which is worse? The wolf who cries before eating the lamb or the wolf who does not.
We are asleep until we fall in Love!
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