Armenian is the language to speak with God.

Of religion I know nothing -- at least, in its favor.

What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.

Let joy be unconfined.

My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone!

Happiness was born a twin.

Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.