Every man loves two women;the one is the creation of his imagination and the other is not yet born

For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter bread that feeds but half man's hunger.

The thirst of soul is sweeter than the wine of material things, and the fear of spirit is dearer than the security of the body.

I am forever walking upon these shores, Betwixt the sand and the foam, The high tide will erase my food prnts, And the wind will blow away the foam, But the sea and the shore will remain forver

You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable. You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons. Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.

When you are born, your work is placed in your heart.

A woman whom Providence has provided with beauty of spirit and body is a truth, at the same time both open and secret, which we can understand only by love, and touch only by virtue.