I've always thought my flowers had souls.

The fine gifts of temperament and imagination which are essential to the production of true poetry are often accompanied by morbid sensibility. The soul capable of ecstasy and transport must pay its price in suffering; he who walks upon the heights must sometimes grovel in the dust.

Pedestals are always lonely.

When the years bring wisdom, one learns to leave many problems to their own working out.

There are many people who consider love a dream, but they usually grow to think of marriage as the cold breakfast.

It saves trouble to be conventional, for you're not always explaining things.

It seems to take a lifetime for us to learn that wisdom consists largely in a graceful acceptance of things that do not immediately concern us.