Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance. - Gustave Flaubert

If you participate in life, you don’t see it clearly: you suffer from it too much or enjoy it too much. The artist, to my way of thinking, is a monstrosity, something outside nature. All the misfortunes Providence inflicts on him come from his stubborness in denying that maxim.

Isn’t ‘not to be bored’ one of the principal goals of life?

The most glorious moments in your life are not the so-called days of success, but rather those days when out of dejection and despair you feel rise in you a challenge to life, and the promise of future accomplishments.