“How often do I lull my seething blood to rest, for you have never seen anything so unsteady, so uncertain, as this heart.”

On top of the world, or in the depths of despair.

One can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.

By seeking and blundering we learn.

He who cannot draw on three thousand years is living from hand to mouth.

If I accept you as you are, I will make you worse; however, if I treat you as though you are what you are capable of becoming, I help you become that.

I laugh at my heart, and do its will.

You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him.

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.

All that is transitory is but a metaphor.

I love those who yearn for the impossible.

There are two things children should get from their parents: roots and wings.

Two souls, alas, are housed within my breast, and each will wrestle for the mastery there.

Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Willing is not enough; we must do.

We know accurately only when we know little; doubt grows with knowledge.

One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.

There is no past we can bring back by longing for it. There is only an eternal now that builds and creates out of the past something new and better.

I treat my heart like a sick child and gratify its every fancy.

I never wanted but your heart-that gone, you have nothing more to give.

Believe in your heart that you’re meant to live a life full of passion, purpose, magic and miracles.

Surely something resides in this heart that is not perishable – and life is more than a dream.

Sometimes all a person wants is an empathetic ear; all he or she needs is to talk it out. Just offering a listening ear and an understanding heart for his or her suffering can be a big comfort.

In happy ignorance, I sighed for a world I did not know, where I hoped to find every pleasure and enjoyment which my heart could desire; and now, on my return from that wide world, how many disappointed hopes and unsuccessful plans have I brought back!

Every glance afforded colouring for the picture she was delineating on her heart.

I was born and reborn continuously, different people draw different me.