The voice is a human sound which nothing inanimate can perfectly imitate. It has an authority and an insinuating property which writing lacks. It is not merely so much air, but air modulated and impregnated with life.
I resemble the poplar,--that tree which, even when old, still looks young.
God is the place where I do not remember the rest.
You want to talk to someone; first open your ears.
The punishment of those who have loved women too much is to love them always.
You have to be like the pebble in the stream, keeping the grain and rolling along without being dissolved or dissolving anything else.