With a tiny bit of effort, the nettle would be useful; if you neglect it, it becomes a pest. So then we kill it. How many men are like nettles My friends, there is no such thing as a weed and no such thing as a bad man. There are only bad cultivators.

In love, such a word, whispered, is a mysterious kiss of the soul to the soul.

Do not let it be your aim to be something, but to be someone.

Is it not when the fall is the lowest that charity ought to be the greatest?

Close by the Rights of Man, at the least set beside them, are the Rights of the Spirit.

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

People weighed down with troubles do not look back; they know only too well that misfortune stalks them.