As winter strips the leaves from around us, so that we may see the distant regions they formerly concealed, so old age takes away our enjoyments only to enlarge the prospect of the coming eternity.

No heroine can create a hero through love of one, but she can give birth to one

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

Romanticism is beauty without bounds-the beautiful infinite.

The purer the golden vessel, the more readily is it bent; the higher worth of woman is sooner lost than that of man.

Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.

There are souls in this world which have the gift of finding joy everywhere and of leaving it behind them when they go.