There is a sort of human paste that when it comes near the fire of enthusiasm is only baked into harder shape.
Self-confidence is apt to address itself to an imaginary dullness in others; as people who are well off speak in a cajoling tone to the poor.
I not only want to be loved, I want to be told that I'm loved.
Life seems to go on without effort when I am filled with music.
Susceptible persons are more affected by a change of tone that by unexpected words.
It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.