To forgive freely, is what we owe to our enemy; to forget not, is what we owe to ourselves.

I wear the key of memory, and can open every door in the house of my life.

a little misgiving in the beginning of things, means much regret in the end of them.

Injustice is a sixth sense, and rouses all the others.

In all troublous events we may find comfort, though it be only in the negative admission that things might have been worse.

The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.

Human relations are built on feeling, not on reason or knowledge. And feeling is not an exact science; like all spiritual qualities, it has the vagueness of greatness about it.