God has created several doors which open onto truth. He opens them to all those who knock on them with the hand of faith.

That deed which in our guilt we today call weakness, will appear tomorrow as an essential link in the complete chain of Man.

Everyone has experienced that truth: that love, like a running brook, is disregarded, taken for granted; but when the brook freezes over, then people begin to remember how it was when it ran, and they want it to run again.

Love that is cleansed by tears will remain eternally pure and beautiful.

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy, you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your body and less of your raiment.

My friend, be not like him who sits by his fireside and watches the fire go out, then blows vainly upon the dead ashes. Do not give up hope or yield to despair because of that which is past, for to bewail the irretrievable is the worst of human frailties.

No lower can a man descend than to interpret his dreams into gold and silver.