Feeling loves a subdued light.

There are two ways of attaining an important end, force and perseverance; the silent power of the latter grows irresistible with time.

As we advance in life the circle of our pains enlarges, while that of our pleasures contracts.

There are but two future verbs which man may appropriate confidently and without pride: "I shall suffer," and "I shall die.

If we look closely at this earth, where God seems so utterly forgotten, we shall find that it is He, after all, who commands the most fidelity and the most love.

Life grows darker as we go on, till only one pure light is left shining on it; and that is faith. Old age, like solitude and sorrow, has its revelations.

It would seem that by our sorrows only are we called to a knowledge of the Infinite. Are we happy? The limits of life constrain us on all sides.