I Do Not Love Men: I Love

Envying Another Man's Happiness Is Madness; You Wouldn't Know What To Do With It If You Had It.

I Advise The Young To Tell Themselves Constantly That Most Often It Is Up To Them Alone.

I Do Not Love Men: I Love What Devours Them.

Know That Joy Is Rarer, More Difficult, And More Beautiful Than Sadness. Once You Make This All-important Discovery, You Must Embrace Joy As A Moral Obligation.

To Read A Writer Is For Me Not Merely To Get An Idea Of What He Says, But To Go Off With Him And Travel In His Company.