The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'

The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental.

Books are men of higher stature, and the only men that speak aloud for future times to hear.

Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.

Beloved, let us live so well our work shall still be better for our love, and still our love be sweeter for our work.

Definition of Love: A score of zero in tennis. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears of all my life.

Whoso loves, believes in the impossible