Unrequited love is as different from the mutual love as the error from the truth.

You see what stupid folk my publishers are; but they are all alike.

A child motivated by competitive ideals will grow into a man without conscience, shame, or true dignity.

nature has not changed. The night is still unsullied, the stars still twinkle, and the wild thyme smells as sweetly now as it did then ... We may be afflicted and unhappy, but no one can take from us the sweet delight which is nature's gift to those who love her and her poetry.

Discouragement seizes us only when we can no longer count on chance.

Nowadays it seems that moral education is no longer considered necessary. Attention is wholly centered on intelligence, while the heart life is ignored.

Writing a journal means that facing your ocean you are afraid to swim across it, so you attempt to drink it drop by drop.