There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love the first flutter

There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love the first fluttering of its silken wings.

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Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not, and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny for it is destiny.

A torn jacket is soon mended, but hard words bruise the heart of a child.

Love is when two people know everything about each other and are still friends.

I love to travel, but hate to arrive.

Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all of one’s lifetime.

We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us.