My mom said I was an escapist at heart. . . . that I preferred imaginary worlds to the real one
I still find each day too short.
He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.
[T]he cold warms me—after a different fashion from that of the kitchen stove.
When you bait the hook with your heart, the fish always bite.
If I were to name the three most precious resources of life, I should say books, friends, and nature.
The secret of happiness is something to do.
Practice like good musician; draw every day.
If you are poor, shun association with him who measures men with the yardstick of riches.
Every period of life is obliged to borrow its happiness from time to come.
Times are ripe to discuss about the vote right, at least on an administrative level, for immigrant persons.