Grief hallows hearts, even while it ages heads.
The temples perish, but the God still lives.
Man is one; and he hath one great heart. It is thus we feel, with a gigantic throb athwart the sea, each other's rights and wrongs; thus are we men.
If all were rich, gold would be penniless.
Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows.
Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth.