I hope the dogs don't bark tonight. I always think it's mine

Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.

There are people who vindicate the world, who help others live just by their presence.

Those who love, friends and lovers, know that love is not only a blinding flash, but also a long and painful struggle in the darkness for the realization of definitive recognition and reconciliation.

There is scarcely any passion without struggle.

I had been right I was still right I was always right. I had lived my life one way and I could just as well lived it another. I had done this and I hadn t done that. I hadn t done this thing and I had done another. And so?

These are facts the heart can feel; yet they call for careful study before they become clear to the intellect.