When we are at the end of life, to die means to go away; when we are at the beginning, to go away means to die.
We are reassured almost as foolishly as we are alarmed; human nature is so constituted.
Creation lives, grows, and multiplies; man is but a witness.
Woe, alas, to those who have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will rob them of everything. Try to love souls, you will find them again.
The man who fights against his own country is never a hero.
That is to be two and to be but one. A man and a woman mingled into one angel. It is heaven.