Some Are Created To Love, While The

No Human Being, Even The Most Passionately Loved And Passionately Loving, Is Ever In Our Possession.

What Is A Firm Hand To Me, Of What Use To Me Is This Astonishing Power If I Cannot Change The Order Of Things, If I Cannot Make The Sun Set In The East, That Suffering Diminish And That Beings No Longer Die?

Charm Is A Way Of Getting The Answer 'yes' Without Asking A Clear Question.

Of Course, True Love Is Exceptional - Two Or Three Times A Century, More Or Less. The Rest Of The Time There Is Vanity Or Boredom.

Thinking Is Learning All Over Again How To See, Directing One's Consciousness, Making Of Every Image A Privileged Place.