It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.

Que ton désir soit de l'amour, et que ta possession soit amoureuse.

I wished for nothing beyond her smile, and to walk with her thus, hand in hand, along a sun warmed, flower bordered path.

I took her hand trembling. "Whatever I hope to become later is for you.""But Jerome, I may leave you too." My soul went into my words: "I shall never leave you." She raised her shoulders slightly: "Aren't you strong enough to walk alone? We must each of us find God by ourselves.

Mieux vaut être haï pour ce que l'on est, qu'aimé pour ce que l'on n'est pas.

Loving yourself isn’t vanity. It’s sanity.

She already loved me too much to see me as I was.

If, as I say, I did not love my betrothed, at any rate, I had never loved any other woman.

What was doubly disconcerting for me was that he showed such extraordinary and precocious insight in describing his own feelings that I felt he was making my own confession.