It is one of Heaven's best gifts to hold such a dear creature in one's arms.

And I have again observed, my dear friend, in this trifling affair, that misunderstandings and neglect occasion more mischief in the world than even malice and wickedness. At all events, the two latter are of less frequent occurrence.

Does not man lack the force at the very point where he needs it most? And when he soars upward in joy, or sinks down in suffering, is not checked in both, is he not returned again to the dull, cold sphere of awareness, just when he was longing to lose himself in the fullness of the infinite.

Say what you will of fortitude, but show me the man who can patiently endure the laughter of fools when they have obtained an advantage over him. 'Tis only when their nonsense is without foundation that one can suffer it without complaint.

And step by step, along the path of life, There's nothing true but Heaven.

Time is a strange thing. It is a whimsical tyrant, which in every century has a different face for all that one says and does.

To be loved for what one is, that is the greatest exception. The great majority love in others only what they lend him; their own selves, their version of him.