Our ideals are our better selves.

Equanimity is the gem in virtue's chaplet, and St. Sweetness the loveliest in her calendar.

The less routine the more life.

All unrest is but the struggle of the soul to reassure herself of her inborn immortality.

Our dreams drench us in senses, and senses steps us again in dreams.

Education may work wonders as well in warping the genius of individuals as in seconding it.

Prudence is the footprint of Wisdom.