Anything you do from the heart enriches you, but sometimes not till years later.
We semaphore from ship to ship, but they're sinking, too.
There are whole years for which I hope I'll never be cross-examined, for I could not give an alibi.
It does not undo harm to acknowledge that we have done it; but it undoes us not to acknowledge it.
If you hate your lot but wouldn't trade it, it's not your lot you hate.
We sometimes feel that we have been really understood, but it was always long ago, by someone now dead.