In a little town, there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think.
Doing nothing is happiness for children and misery for old men.
A person seated instead of standing - fate hangs on such a thread as that.
I wanted to see you again, touch you, know who you were, see if I would find you identical with the ideal image of you which had remained with me and perhaps shatter my dream with the aid of reality.
Memory is a gulf that a word can move to its lowest depths.
Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.