Love is a strange master, and human nature is still stranger.

The more one judges, the less one loves.

I have a deep fascination with human nature, with all its virtues and all its defects.

I shall love my kind of love anyway, doggedly, for I must certainly do the best I can with my own nature and if my nature is to love too well or from afar or to be grateful for crumbs...well, so be it.

Love is the basic need of human nature, for without it, life is disrupted emotionally, mentally, spiritually and physically

Men were indeed more foolish and more cruel than the beasts of the jungle! How fortunate was he who lived in the peace and security of the great forest!