We have such numerous interests in our lives that it is not uncommon, on a single occasion, for the foundations of a happiness that does not yet exist to be laid down alongside the intensification of a grief from which we are still suffering.
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.