When people are lonely they stoop to any companionship.

Riches take wings, comforts vanish, hope withers away,but love stays with us. Love is God.

The architect had not stopped to bother about columns and porticos, proportions or interiors, or any limitation upon the epic he sought to materialize; he had simply made a servant of Nature - art can go no further.

Would you hurt a man keenest strike at his self-love?

To begin a reform, go not into the places of the great and rich; go rather to those whose cups of happiness are empty--to the poor and humble.

The smallest bird cannot light upon the greatest tree without sending a shock to its most distant fiber.

The monuments of the nations are all protests against nothingness after death; so are statues and inscriptions; so is history.