Every day has its great grief or its small anxiety. ... One cloud is dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day in a hundred of real joy and bright sunshine.

Love is the only future God offers.

I put a Phrygian cap on the old dictionary.

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.

Women are more credulous than men.

You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it.

So a voice in the mountain is enough to let loose an avalanche. A word too much may be followed by a caving in. If the word had not been spoken, it would not have happened.