He who asks of life nothing but the improvement of his own nature... is less liable than anyone else to miss and waste life.

Will localizes us, thought universalizes us.

It is not what he had, or even what he does which expresses the worth of a man, but what he is.

Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark.

The more a man loves, the more he suffers. The sum of possible grief for each soul is in proportion to its degree of perfection.

To marry unequally is to suffer equally.

Accept life, and you must accept regret.