Pity is like a knife, sometimes, and it may pierce one who employs it more shrewdly than the victim it would save.
Love must have wings to fly away from love, And to fly back again.
Youth sees too far to see how near it is To seeing farther.
I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.
Do you hear the children singing?
Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.