“Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.”

Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane.

To be alive-is Power.

I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.

We turn not older with years but newer every day.

Till I loved I never lived.

The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.

Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.

I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.

Saying nothing; sometimes says the most.

Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.

Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.

Sunrise: day’s great progenitor.

We never know how high we are till we are called to rise. Then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies.

I have an appetite for silence.

I remember watching the mascara tears flood the ivories and I thought, It’s OK to be sad. I’ve been trained to love my darkness.

Success always calls for greater generosity—though most people, lost in the darkness of their own egos, treat it as an occasion for greater greed.

The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.

We are not mad. We are human. We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

When you flip the switch in that attic, it doesn’t matter whether its been dark for ten minutes, ten years or ten decades.

If you love your work, if you enjoy it, you’re already a success.