It's well known there's always two sides, if no more.

All meanings, we know, depend on the key of interpretation.

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

Cruelty, like every other vice, requires no motive outside of itself; it only requires opportunity.

A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.

If we only look far enough off for the consequence of our actions, we can always find some point in the combination of results by which those actions can be justified: by adopting the point of view of a Providence who arranges results, or of a philosopher who traces them, we shall find it possible to obtain perfect complacency in choosing to do what is most agreeable to us in the present moment.

I always think the flowers can see us, and know what we are thinking about.