When Time who steals our years away Shall steal our pleasures too, The mem'ry of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.

The soul doesn't distinguish between good and bad as much as between what is nutritious and what isn't. Finding the right work is like discovering your own soul in the world.

Most, if not all, problems brought to therapists are issues of love. It makes sense that the cure is also love.

Every season hath its pleasure; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasuries Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time.

Came but for friendship, and took away love.

There is no way to re-enchant our lives in a disenchanted culture except by becoming renegades from that culture and planting the seeds for a new one.

Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth; Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth.