Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.

Belief is not the beginning of knowledge - it is the end.

The highest cannot be spoken; it can only be acted.

Judge a man's character by what he finds ridiculous.

Oh how sweet it is to hear one's own convictions from another's lips.

Man supposes that he directs his life and governs his actions, when his existence is irretrievably under the control of destiny

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