in God alone is love without tears, and of eternal duration.
We all owe each other concessions of taste and opinion for the sake of family peace and affection.
A little time separates us from those who depart - a time of tears, a time of sadness and solitude; but, that over, we go to rejoin them and to enjoy with them the society of the blessed. Oh, how sweetly the heart rests in this immortal hope!
One fancies that what one loves cannot die.
Witticisms are fire-arms, that make a noise and give pain.
The errors of the intellect are fatal, still more dangerous than those of the heart.