Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.
. . .where there is no more hope, song remains.
That is to be two and to be but one. A man and a woman mingled into one angel. It is heaven.
God created the flirt as soon as he made the fool.
Is there not in every human soul a primitive spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world and immortal in the next, which can be developed by goodness, kindled, lit up, and made to radiate, and which evil can never entirely extinguish.
The man who fights against his own country is never a hero.