The only paradise is paradise lost.

The bonds that unite us to another human being are sanctified when he or she adopts the same point of view as ourselves in judging one of our imperfections.

There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book.

People who are not in love fail to understand how an intelligent man can suffer because of a very ordinary woman. This is like being surprised that anyone should be stricken with cholera because of a creature so insignificant as the common bacillus.

The only paradise is paradise lost.

Things don't change, but by and by our wishes change.

Unkind people imagine themselves to be inflicting pain on someone equally unkind.