Astronomy, that micography of heaven, is the most magnificent of the sciences. ... Astronomy has its clear side and its luminous side; on its clear side it is tinctured with algebra, on its luminous side with poetry.

If nobody loved, the sun would go out.

Life is a flower of which love is honey.

Not seeing people allows you to think of them as perfect in all kinds of ways.

To think of shadows is a serious thing.

Seeing so much poverty everywhere makes me think that God is not rich. He gives the appearance of it, but I suspect some financial difficulties.

Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure.