“Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.”

Often we pass beside happiness without seeing it, without looking at it, or even if we have seen and looked at it, without recognizing it.

You scholars, you’re in communication with the devil.

Through the ingenuousness of her age beamed an ardent mind, a mind not of the women but of the poet; she did not please, she intoxicated.

Your life story is a novel; and people, though they love novels wound between two yellow paper covers, are oddly suspicious of those which come to them in living vellum.

So he went down, smiling sceptically and mutter the final word in human wisdom: ‘Perhaps!

How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure!

Besides we are men, and after all it is our business to risk our lives.

No, I slept as I always do when I am bored and have not the courage to amuse myself, or when I am hungry and have not the desire to eat.

Love is the most selfish of all the passions.

Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes.

It is almost as difficult to keep a first class person in a fourth class job, as it is to keep a fourth class person in a first class job.

Order is the key to all problems.

Be kind. Aim for my heart.

In politics, my dear fellow, you know, as well as I do, there are no men, but ideas – no feelings, but interests; in politics we do not kill a man, we only remove an obstacle, that is all.

He’s right: They have to put madmen with madmen.

Never fear quarrels, but seek hazardous adventures.

Spill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.

He who lives only unto himself withers and dies, while he who forgets himself in the service of others grows and blossoms.

You deflowered me. Still I blossomed.

Flowers fall down to blossom new, so do you!

People think that their world will get smaller as they get older. My experience is just the opposite. Your senses become more acute. You start to blossom.

Don’t allow shame to ruin your “today” let the forgiveness of Jesus take over and watch your life blossom into all that God has designed you to be.

Raindrops blossom brilliantly in the rainbow, and change to flowers in the sod, but snow comes in full flower direct from the dark, frozen sky.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.