In Love, Happiness Is An Abnormal State.

Error, By Force Of Contrast, Enhances The Triumph Of Truth.

Only By Art Can We Get Outside Ourselves, Instead Of Seeing Only One World, Our Own, We See It Under Multiple Forms.

The Loss Of A Sense Adds As Much Beauty To The World As Its Acquisition.

...hard People Are Weak People Whom Nobody Wants, And The Strong, Caring Little Whether They Are Wanted Or Not, Have Alone That Meekness Which The Common Herd Mistake For Weakness.

We Are All Of Us Obliged, If We Are To Make Reality Endurable, To Nurse A Few Little Follies In Ourselves.