The heart needs not for its heaven much space, nor many stars therein, if only the star of love has arisen.
Every friend is to the other a sun, and a sunflower also. He attracts and follows.
The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.
A variety of nothing is superior to a monotony of something.
Passion makes the best observations and the sorriest conclusions.
The guardian angels of life sometimes fly so high as to be beyond our sight, but they are always looking down upon us.