Who said “How full of trifles everything is! It is only one's thoughts that fill a room with…”?

“In larger things we are convivial; what causes trouble is the trivial.”

“Those who occupy their minds with small matters, generally become incapable of greatness.”

“Often we allow ourselves to be upset by small things we should despise and forget. We lose many irreplaceable hours brooding over grievances that, in a year's time, will be forgotten by us and by everybody. No, let us devote our life to worthwhile actions and feelings, to great thoughts, real affections and enduring undertakings.”

“Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!”

“Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.”

“The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a promenade in the morning, a sitting on the throne at noon, a pageant in the evening.”

“If some really acute observer made as much of egotism as Freud has made of sex, people would forget a good deal about sex and find the explanation for everything in egotism.”

“To be young is all there is in the world. The rest is nonsense — and cant. They talk so beautifully about work and having a family and a home (and I do, too, sometimes) — but it's all worry and head-aches and respectable poverty and forced gushing. ... Telling people how nice it is, when, in reality, you would give all of your last thirty years for one of your first thirty. Old people are tremendous frauds.”

“The poet is the priest of the invisible.”