There is a joy in sorrow which none but a mourner can know.

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.

Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness, or else forgiving another.

Courage consists not in blindly overlooking danger, but in seeing it, and conquering it.

There is a joy in sorrow which none but a mourner can know.

Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.

Romanticism is beauty without bounds-the beautiful infinite.