The perpetual mourner -- the grief that can never be healed -- is innocently enough felt to be wearisome by the rest of the world. And my sense of desolation increases. Each day seems a new beginning -- a new acquaintance with grief.

... learning to love any one is like an increase of property, -- it increases care, and brings many new fears lest precious things should come to harm.

There is hardly any mental misery worse than that of having our own serious phrases, our own rooted beliefs, caricatured by a charlatan or a hireling.

To the old, sorrow is sorrow; to the young, it is despair.

autobiography at least saves a man or woman that the world is curious about from the publication of a string of mistakes called 'Memoirs.

There are new eras in one's life that are equivalent to youth-are something better than youth.

Genius ... is necessarily intolerant of fetters.