Nations and men are only the best when they are the gladdest, and deserve heaven when they enjoy it.

There are souls which fall from heaven like flowers, but ere they bloom are crushed under the foul tread of some brutal hoof.

Every friend is to the other a sun, and a sunflower also. He attracts and follows.

Has it never occurred to us, when surrounded by sorrows, that they may be sent to us only for our instruction, as we darken the eyes of birds when we wish them to sing?

Fancy rules over two thirds of the universe, the past, and future, while reality is confined to the present

Individuality is to be preserved and respected everywhere, as the root of everything good.

It is not great, but little good-haps that make up happiness.