We are only here below as in an inn on a journey. Let us, then have the feelings of travelers. We should think a man very strange who attached himself much to his inn. The wise Christian will not do this.
Solitude causes us to write because it causes us to think.
Witticisms are fire-arms, that make a noise and give pain.
in God alone is love without tears, and of eternal duration.
One fancies that what one loves cannot die.
How long time is when one is sad! Is it three years or three days since you went away?