I loved you when you were unfaithful; what would I have done if you were true?
A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.
The day is not purer than the depths of my heart.
A single word often betrays a great design.
How good is God! How sweet his yoke!
The face of tyranny Is always mild at first.