We are more conscious that a person is in the wrong when the wrong concerns ourselves.

Present unhappiness is selfish; past sorrow is compassionate.

I look at what I have not and think myself unhappy; others look at what I have and think me happy.

That which deceives us and does us harm, also undeceives us and does us good.

A face which is always serene possesses a mysterious and powerful attraction: sad hearts come to it as to the sun to warm themselves again.

What is experience? A poor little hut constructed from the ruins of the palace of gold and marble called our illusions.

There are people who laugh to show their fine teeth; and there are those who cry to show their good hearts.