“One should never be ashamed to cry. Tears are rain on the dust of earth.”

We forge the chains we wear in life.

Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape.

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

You have been the last dream of my soul.

Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own.

There was something very comfortable in having plenty of stationery.

Electric communication will never be a substitute for the face of someone who with their soul encourages another person to be brave and true.

Consider nothing impossible, then treat possiblities as probabilities.

To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.

The sun himself is weak when he first rises, and gathers strength and courage as the day gets on.

Cheerfulness and contentment are great beautifiers, and are famous preservers of good looks.

Friendship? Yes Please.

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

He did each single thing as if he did nothing else.

Remembrance, like a candle, burns brightest at Christmas time.

I had considered how the things that never happen, are often as much realities to us, in their effects, as those that are accomplished.

Gymnastics is just one part of my life, and I’m having as much fun with it as possible.

Freedom of press is limited to those who own one.

I believe that at the end of the century the use of words and general educated opinion will have altered so much that one will be able to speak of machines thinking without expecting to be contradicted.

Our attitude towards plants is a singularly narrow one. If we see any immediate utility in a plant we foster it. If for any reason we find its presence undesirable or merely a matter of indifference, we may condemn it to destruction forthwith.

I am not a political figure, nor do I want to be one; but I come with my heart.

In this commonplace world every one is said to be romantic who either admires a fine thing or does one.

The demagogue is one who preaches doctrines he knows to be untrue to men he knows to be idiots.

One must always do what one really cannot.