Death is the justification of all the ways of the Christian, the last end of all his sacrifices, the touch of the Great Master which completes the picture.

One must be a somebody before they can have an enemy. One must be a force before he can be resisted by another force.

There is nothing steadfast in life but our memories. We are sure of keeping intact only that which we have lost.

Travel is the frivolous part of serious lives, and the serious part of frivolous ones.

Let us shun everything, which might tend to efface the primitive lineaments of our individuality. Let us reflect that each one of us is a thought of God.

God Himself allows certain faults; and often we say, "I have deserved to err; I have deserved to be ignorant.

A malicious enemy is better than a clumsy friend.