It isn't enough to love people because they're good to you, or because in some way or other you're going to get something by it. We have to love because we love loving.

Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.

Wealth is a means to an end, not the end itself. As a synonym for health and happiness, it has had a fair trial and failed dismally.

Only love makes fruitful the soul. The sense of form that both had in such high degree prevented much demonstration; but to be with him, do things for him, to admire, and credit him with perfection; and, since she could not exactly wear the same clothes or speak in the same clipped, quiet, decisive voice, to dislike the clothes and voices of other men - all this was precious to her beyond everything.

The law is what it is-a majestic edifice, sheltering all of us, each stone of which rests on another.

The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy, the building of a house, the writing of a novel, the demolition of a bridge, and, eminently, the finish of a voyage.

Love! Beyond measure — beyond death — it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.