The mind may be exhausted, but the language of the heart is inexhaustible.
To be totally understanding makes one very indulgent.
women have no existence except in love; the history of their life begins and ends with love!
When at eve, at the bounding of the landscape, the heavens appear to recline so slowly on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, - a native land of love; and nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal.
We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.
The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle it; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to mistake it.