Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart; I breathe at this hour the fragrance of the lilacs, the violets, and the roses, as at twenty years ago.

But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don't always succeed.

What a gloomy thing, not to know the address of one's soul.

Science says the first word on everything, and the last word on nothing.

In joined hands there is still some token of hope, in the clenched fist none.

Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.

And so, being in Heaven, it was easy for him to lose sight of earth.