“The important thing was to love rather than to be loved.”

A mother only does her children harm if she makes them the only concern of her life.

We seek pitifully to convey to others the treasures of our heart, but they have not the power to accept them, and so we go lonely, side by side but not together, unable to know our fellows and unknown by them.

It was such a beautiful day I decided to stay in bed.

Tolerance is only another name for indifference.

Simplicity and naturalness are the truest marks of distinction.

I’ll give you my opinion of the human race in a nutshell… their heart’s in the right place, but their head is a thoroughly inefficient organ.

They have no manners and are woefully unable to deal with any social predicament. Their idea of a celebration is to go to a public house and drink six beers. They are mean, malicious and envious . They are scum.

Sometimes a man hits upon a place to which he mysteriously feels that he belongs.

To bear failure with courage is the best proof of character that anyone can give.

The mystic sees the ineffable, and the psychopathologist the unspeakable.

You know, there are two good things in life, freedom of thought and freedom of action.

The well dressed man is he whose clothes you never notice

Imagination grows by exercise, and contrary to common belief, is more powerful in the mature than in the young.

Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.

Sometimes people carry to such perfection the mask they have assumed that in due course they actually become the person they seem.

It wasn’t until late in life that I discovered how easy it is to say, ‘I don’t know.’

They say that when you’re about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it’s twice as painful, because you’re reliving two lives that traveled one road together.

I have not loved the world, nor the world me.

I held him close and said nothing, all the while telling him silently that he was loved. Oh, but he was loved.

Because I loved myself, I was loved.

His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way id never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And i was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.

To the lives that haven’t been lived yet. That will be my gift back to the world that gave me the life I did live, the love I loved, the breath I breathed.

Perhaps there is no position more perilous to a man’s honesty thanthat?of knowing himselftobe quiteloved by a girl whom he almost loves himself.

I want to have some stuff that I keep for myself, my friends, my family, my loved ones. That’s how I view.