I Had Come In Time

Griefs, At The Moment When They Change Into Ideas, Lose Some Of Their Power To Injure Our Heart.

In A Separation It Is The One Who Is Not Really In Love Who Says The More Tender Things.

If A Little Dreaming Is Dangerous, The Cure For It Is Not To Dream Less But To Dream More, To Dream All The Time.

As To The Pretty Girls Who Went Past, From The Day On Which I Had First Known That Their Cheeks Could Be Kissed, I Had Become Curious About Their Souls. And The Universe Had Appeared To Me More Interesting.

It Is Not Only By Dint Of Lying To Others, But Also Of Lying To Ourselves, That We Cease To Notice That We Are Lying.