Book: After a month, a year

Unhappiness horrified her to passion she helplessly retreated.

Not long to love unrequited.

Life is always with one hand takes what the other gives.

Why is it that for some words there, and with the other I don't know what to say?

Happiness to quench the pangs of conscience.

Success requires work and order first and foremost.

Nothing is going to face some women like bursts of ambition.

He wanted to say to Jose: "I need You" that would be true, but nothing changed. When he talked to her about love, she talked about the transience of feelings. "In a year or two months, you will stop loving me." Jose, the only one of all his friends, always know that everything passes with time. The others, obeying the natural movements of the soul, wanted to believe in the duration of her feelings, to believe that the loneliness is over forever, and Bernard was one of them.

Characters man creates himself when he has a bad case.

My life - the slow circling without musical accompaniment.

When you dream about something as huge distant happiness, cease to notice the little path, which can (and pretty quickly) to get to it.

Women really are something particularly stupid, and make it under force only to men.

In fact, all the time really to understand yourself, people are primarily interested in other eyes, and to see in them his own reflection.

... passion... is the salt of life, and while you ruled by passion, without salt do not, though at other times it is quite possible.