One has two duties - to be worried and not to be worried.

Do you suppose there's any difference between spring in nature and spring in man? But there we go, praising the one and condemning the other as improper, ashamed that the same laws work eternally through both.

Passion should believe itself irresistible. It should forget civility and consideration and all the other curses of a refined nature. Above all, it should never ask for leave where there is a right of way.

There is much good luck in the world, but it is luck. We are none of us safe. We are children, playing or quarrelling on the line.

Love is always being given where it is not required.

What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?

There is something majestic in the bad taste of Italy.