The Intellect Seeks, The Heart Finds.

Not To Love Is To Cease To Live.

Nowadays It Seems That Moral Education Is No Longer Considered Necessary. Attention Is Wholly Centered On Intelligence, While The Heart Life Is Ignored.

... Love Is Too Delicate A Flower To Rise Again When One Has Trampled It Under Foot.

Age Continually Alters The Faces Of Those Who Think Or Study, And So Their Portraits Differ From One Another And Don't Even Resemble Them For Very Long. I Dream So Much And Live So Little That I'm Sometimes Only Three Years Old. But The Next Day I'm Three Hundred, If The Dream Has Been Sombre.

There Is Only One Sex. A Man And A Woman Are So Entirely The Same Thing That One Can Scarcely Understand The Subtle Reasons For Sex Distinctions With Which Our Minds Are Filled.