Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape.

Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.

‎And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire.

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man.

I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.

Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.

What greater gift than the love of a cat.