““I was never one of those who collect many smaller joys to make a larger happiness as though putting together a bouquet of flowers. For me there had to be the one great ecstasy, the perfect happiness, a sun which then poured forth its rays of lesser delights. This sun may be at times clouded over, shrouded in fog, hidden by night; yet I know that it remains there, steadfast—a fixed star and not a wandering planet.””
