An original writer is not one who imitates nobody, but one whom nobody can imitate.

The heart feels, the head compares.

We must not always try to plumb the depths of the human heart; the truths it contains are among those that are best seen in half-light or in perspective.

Every man carries within himself a world made up of all that he has seen and loved; and it is to this world that he returns, incessantly, though he may pass through and seem to inhabit a world quite foreign to it.

Talent is nothing but long impatience.

Love decreases when it ceases to increase.

There is nothing beautiful or sweet or great in life that is not mysterious.