Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings.

To pay compliments to the one we love is the first method of caressing, a demi-audacity venturing. A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

...But listen, there will be more joy in heaven over the tears of a repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men.

There are plenty who regard a wall behind which something is happening as a very curious thing.

Human society, the world, and the whole of mankind is to be found in the alphabet.

Let us say it now: to be blind and to be loved, is indeed, upon this earth where nothing is complete, one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness.

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