What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.

It is not possible to eat me without insisting that I sing praises of my devourer?

If you were to destroy the belief in immortality in mankind, not only love, but every living force on which the continuation of all life in the world depended, would dry up at once.

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly all at once, before a word has been spoken.