What is beautiful is right: what is unbeautiful is wrong.

To love is to know the sacrifices which eternity exacts from life.

Disillusions all come from within ... from the failure of some dear and secret hope. The world makes no promises; we only dream it does; and when we wake, we cry!

It is our imagination, not our conscience, which makes us better than the beasts of the field.

To die for one's great ideas is glorious - and easy. The horror is to outlive them. That is our worst capability.

All forced virtue is degrading in it effect.

Those who have made unhappy marriages walk on stilts, while the happy ones are on a level with the crowd. No one sees 'em!