A smile is the same as sunshine; it banishes winter from the human countenance.
To have lied is to have suffered.
. . .where there is no more hope, song remains.
The pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end finds God.
Civilization survives on the constant discovery of amity and an equal supply of damnation.
Memory is a gulf that a word can move to its lowest depths.