To be happy is only to have freed one's soul from the unrest of unhappiness.

Every year, in November, at the season that follows the hour of the dead, the crowning and majestic hours of autumn, I go to visit the chrysanthemums ... They are indeed, the most universal, the most diverse of flowers.

Wisdom requires no form; her beauty must vary, as varies the beauty of flame. She is no motionless goddess, for ever couched on her throne.

It is only in the space that our thoughts and our feelings enclose that our happiness can breathe in freedom.

The value of ourselves is but the value of our melancholy and our disquiet.

An act of goodness is of itself an act of happiness. No reward coming after the event can compare with the sweet reward that went with it.

Each man has to seek out his own special aptitude for a higher life in the midst of the humble and inevitable reality of daily existence. Than this, there can be no nobler aim in life.