"Le Grand Meaulnes" Quotes

The happiness that is there, for the first time, and that has not been understood or explained, is the most precious of all.

I had been ready to love her forever, but she had not, and she never would be.

He had the enchanting gift, as certain people do, of making his presence felt by his absence.

The spring, the summer, the child-like autumn, and a winter that was pure knowledge and pure forgetfulness!

We dream, as it were, of the heart's desire, but act as though our happiness lies in the future.

But all happiness is in the past. Or in the future. Or in both together.

What I wanted is not what I wanted. It was something else.

We are both too old for fairy tales.

The true life is not the one we live, but the one we imagine.

The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.