If we love one another, nothing, in truth, can harm us, whatever mischances may happen.

When one is truly in love, one not only says it, but shows it.

What shall I say to you? What can I say Better than silence is?

Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied.

For it is the fate of a woman Long to be patient and silent, to wait like a ghost that is speechless, Till some questioning voice dissolves the spell of its silence. Hence is the inner life of so many suffering women Sunless and silent and deep, like subterranean rivers Runnng through caverns of darkness.

What seems to us but dim funeral tapers may be heaven's distant lamps.

Nature is a revelation of God; Art a revelation of man.