A person who longs to leave the place where he lives is an unhappy person.

To love someone out of compassion means not really to love.

He had spent seven years of his life with Tereza, and now he realised that those years were more attractive in retrospect than they were when he was living the…

Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor can give birth to love.

Familles, je vous hais! foyers clos; portes refermees; possessions jalouses du bonheur.

If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must…

I hied me off to Arcady- The month it was the month of May, And all along the pleasant way, The morning birds were mad with glee, And all the flowers sprang up…