If I were not a child with my parents, they would be more unloving toward me.

Real life seems to have no plots.

My youth is escaping without giving me anything it owes me.

Ah, we have to be generous to be grateful ... One has oneself to be a giver.

Our desires have a way of getting bigger with our incomes.

Real charity and real ability never to condemn-the one real virtue-is so often the result of a waking experience that gives a glimpse of what lies beneath things.

We can build upon foundations anywhere if they are well and firmly laid.