“Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.”

The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.

I can’t sleep without knowing there’s hope. Half the night I waste in sighs. In a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, for the lips… the eyes. For the meeting of tomorrow.

I am a part of all that I have met.

Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.

Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.

The quiet sense of something lost.

God’s finger touched him, and he slept.

Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.

I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.

The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart; one half will flutter here, one there.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you. I could walk through my garden forever.

My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.

Life is brief but love is LONG .

My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.

Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.

The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.

These days everything has a dark mode. I feel – accepted.

To let go does not mean to get rid of. To let go means to let be. When we let be with compassion, things come and go on their own.

Be happy with who you are and what you do, and you can do anything you want.

I agree that faith is essential to success in life, but I do not accept your definition of faith, i.e. belief in life after death.

Equanimity arises when we accept the way things are.

These days everything has a dark mode. I feel – accepted.

The world wants to assign you a role in life. And once you accept that role you are doomed.

A zebra does not change its spots.