Sometimes, perhaps, we are allowed to get lost that we may find the right person to ask directions of.

Act always from a sense of common humanity, and let God judge if it be charity.

If you could travel back in time to the present moment, what would you do differently?

Sometimes I wonder — if I were drop-dead handsome, and every woman I met actually dropped dead, would I ever get tired of it?

See yourself always as cause, and perhaps a better world will be found among your effects.

Through the blackest night, morning gently tiptoes, feeling its way to dawn.

An old dog, even more than an old spouse, always feels like doing what you feel like doing.