I am for religion, against religions.
A joyous little creature, so beautiful, It was as if a gate of Heaven opened as she came in.
Nobody loves the light like the blind man.
Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.
Earnestness is the salt of eloquence.
Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein.