Loving someone puts you in front of the cold stark reality of the person you are, just like a mirror, and so it makes you want to be a better person. It should always do that.

Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

Sir, I admit your general rule, that every poet is a fool, But you yourself may serve to show it, that every fool is not a poet.

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.

Never shall I forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend, as you will always find me yours.

I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.