A man nearly sixty is just as ready to suppose himself fascinating as a man of twenty.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
the nighttime of the body is the daytime of the soul.
To take offence is a great folly, and to give offence is a great folly - I know not which is the greater.
... good and evil are so interwoven in life that every good, traced up far enough, is found to involve evil. This is the great mystery of life.
Perhaps when the light of heaven shows us clearly the pitfalls and dangers of the earth road that led to the heavenly city, our sweetest songs of gratitude will be not for the troubles we have conquered, but for those we have escaped.