“The one who has not seen Paris in the morning does not know how beautiful it is.”
“Any woman who does not thoroughly enjoy tramping across the country on a clear frosty morning with a good gun and a pair of dogs does not know how to enjoy life.”
“Only the one who does not know what is life may believe that it is beautiful and easy.”
“He who has not loved his mother does not know how to love his wife.”
“No one hath seen beauty in its highest lustre who hath never seen it in distress.”
“Love does not last forever, then?""He asked me the same thing this morning," she said. "No, it does not - not love that has been betrayed. One realizes that one has loved a mirage, someone who never really existed. Not that love dies immediately or soon, even then. But it does die and cannot be revived.”