When one feels oneself smitten by love for a woman, one ought to say to oneself, “What are her surroundings? What has been her life? All one’s future happiness lies in the answer.

All our final resolutions are made in a state of mind which is not going to last.

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

But I consoled myself with the reflexion that in spite of everything she was for me the real point of intersection between reality and dream.

Only imagination and belief can differentiate from the rest certain objects, certain people, and can create an atmosphere.

A 'real' person, profoundly as we may sympathise with him, is in a great measure perceptible only through our senses, that is to say, he remains opaque, offers a dead weight which our sensibilities have not the strength to lift.