Mother of Marvels, mysterious and tender Nature, why do we not live more in thee.

Self-interest is an inexhaustible source of convenient illusions. The number of beings who wish to see truly is extraordinarily small.

True love is that which ennobles the personality, fortifies the heart, and sanctifies the existence.

To depersonalize man is the dominant drift of our times.

There are 2 sorts of pride: one in which we approve others, the other in which we cannot accept ourselves.

Every man is a priest, even involuntarily; his conduct is an unspoken sermon, which is forever preaching to others.

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.