History is a pack of lies about events that never happened told by people who weren't there.
My soul hates the fool whose only passion is to live by rule.
The muffled syllables that Nature speaks Fill us with deeper longing for her word; She hides a meaning that the spirit seeks, She makes a sweeter music than is heard.
The unforgivable sin is the refusal to pardon.
There is nothing sweeter than to be sympathized with.
The profoundest affinities are those most readily felt, and though a thousand later considerations may overlay and override them, they remain a background and standard for all happiness. If we trace them out we succeed.