The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.

The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.

The richness of life lies in the memories we have forgotten.

Living is like working out a long addition sum, and if you make a mistake in the first two totals you will never find the right answer. It means involving oneself in a complicated chain of circumstances.

The art of living lies not in eliminating but in growing with troubles.

Artists are the monks of the bourgeois state.