To be happy is only to have freed one's soul from the unrest of unhappiness.
It is only in the space that our thoughts and our feelings enclose that our happiness can breathe in freedom.
We possess only the happiness we able to understand.
Sacrifice may be a flower that virtue will pluck on its road, but it was not to gather this flower that virtue set forth on its travels.
The thoughts you think will irradiate you as though you are a transparent vase.
We can never judge a soul above the high water mark of our own.