Happiness is the longing for repetition.

The sound of laughter is like the vaulted dome of a temple of happiness.

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, for someone, pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.

You can understand nothing about art, particularly modern art, if you do not understand that imagination is a value in itself.

Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent.