People, who suffer from sadness and suddenly become happy, betray themselves: they stick to happiness, as if to hug, and strangle it out of jealousy.

“If something is going to happen to me, I want to be there.”

“Je ne connais qu'un seul devoir et c'est celui d'aimer.”

“There is not love of life without despair about life.”

“Why should it be essential to love rarely in order to love much?”