Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.
Puns are the droppings of soaring wits.
Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls.
Love is the salutation of the angel to the stars
When liberty returns, I will return.