Sometimes I don't understand how another can love her, is allowed to love her, since I love her so completely myself, so intensely, so fully, grasp nothing, know nothing, have nothing but her!

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.

A great deal may be done by severity, more by love, but most by clear discernment and impartial justice.

The thinking person has the strange characteristic to like to create a fantasy in the place of the unsolved problem, a fantasy that stays with the person even when the problem has been solved and truth made its appearance.

One lives but once in the world.

I have learned much from disease which life could have never taught me anywhere else.

The flowers of life are but illusions. How many fade away and leave no trace.