Happiness is rarely absent; it is we that know not of its presence.

I have never for one instant seen clearly within myself. How then would you have me judge the deeds of others?

Above all, let us never forget that an act of goodness is in itself an act of happiness. It is the flower of a long inner life of joy and contentment; it tells of peaceful hours and days on the sunniest heights of our soul.

How strangely do we diminish a thing as soon as we try to express it in words.

Do we not all spend the greater part of our lives under the shadow of an event that has not yet come to pass?.

The true sage is not he who sees, but he who, seeing the furthest, has the deepest love for mankind.

We are never the same with others as when we are alone. We are different, even when we are in the dark with them.