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?
Every friend is to the other a sun, and a sunflower also. He attracts and follows.
A man never discloses his own character so clearly as when he describes anothers.
Paradise is always where love dwells.
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can.
Love lessens woman's delicacy and increases man's.