The Russian soul is a dark place.

Everywhere I am the object of an unbelievable esteem, the interest in me is, quite simply, tremendous.

I never have frustrations. The reason is to wit: Of at first I don't succeed, I quit!

Man is fond of counting his troubles, but he does not count his joys. If he counted them up as he ought to, he would see that every lot has enough happiness provided for it.

If you love all things, you will also attain the divine mystery that is in all things. For then your ability to perceive the truth will grow every day, and your mind will open itself to an all-embracing love

For a woman, all resurrection, all salvation, from whatever perdition, lies in love; in fact, it is her only way to it.

Without a clear perception of his reasons for living, man will never consent to live, and will rather destroy himself than tarry on earth, though he be surrounded with bread".