In the ardor of pursuit men soon forget the goal from which they start.
A beautiful soul has no other merit than its own existence.
There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.
The storm is master. Man, as a ball, is tossed twixt winds and billows.
If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine. - Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller.
Love guides the stars towards each other, the world plan endures only through love.