It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.
We know that we have looked back through the ivory gates into that world of wonder which was ours before we were wise and unhappy.
Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood bring only fear and sadness.
I like people to be unhappy because I like them to have souls.
I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.