Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.

Author: Cesare Pavese

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The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.

If you wish to travel far and fast, travel light. Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness and fears.

All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.

He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.

Love is when two people know everything about each other and are still friends.

I love to travel, but hate to arrive.

Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all of one’s lifetime.

We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us.