“Ah, love, – you are my unutterable blessing…..I am in full sunshine now.”

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain.

Most progress is most failure.

Such ever was love’s way: to rise, it stoops.

Good to forgive, Best to forget.

Who knows most, doubts most.

Truth is within ourselves.

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.

But how carve way i’ the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?

Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.

My sun sets to rise again.

Truth never hurts the teller.

Rejoice that man is hurled, From change to change unceasingly, His soul’s wings never furled!

As is your sort of mind, So is your sort of search: You will find what you desire.

You call for faith: I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists. The more of doubt, the stronger faith, I say, If faith o’ercomes doubt.

Grow old with me. The best is yet to be. The last of life for which the first was made.

I’ve been really blessed to have a lot of romance in my life. It’s like my last luxury.

Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

Labour is the source of every blessing.

Labour is the source of every blessing.

God is with those who seek peace. From heaven He blesses every step which, on this path, is accomplished.

How little do my countrymen know what precious blessings they are in possession of, and which no other people on earth enjoy!

I was filled with poison, but blessed with beauty and rage.

The greatest blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach. A wise man is content with his lot, whatever it may be, without wishing for what he has not.