Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy: They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
We feel in one world, we think and name in another. Between the two we can set up a system of references, but we cannot fill in the gap.
Desire makes everything blossom; possession makes everything wither and fade.
Only through art can we get outside of ourselves and know another's view of the universe.
The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
Every reader finds himself. The writer's work is merely a kind of optical instrument that makes it possible for the reader to discern what, without this book, he would perhaps never have seen in himself.
The charms of a passing woman are usually in direct relation to the speed of her passing.