There are words which cut like steel.
Passion is born deaf and dumb.
Misfortune makes of certain souls a vast desert through which rings the voice of God.
Economized love is never real love.
God is the poet; men are but the actors. The great dramas of earth were written in heaven.
The innocence of virgins is like milk which turns when exposed to a clap of thunder, to a tart smell, to a hot day, to the merest nothing.