What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.

Mary, I believed thee true, And I was blest in thus believing; But now I mourn that ever I knew A girl so fair and so deceiving.

Marriage is an Athenic weaving together of families, of two souls with their individual fates and destinies, of time and eternity - everyday life married to the timeless mysteries of the soul.

Education is not the piling on of learning, information, data, facts, skills, or abilities – that's training or instruction – but is rather making visible what is hidden as a seed.

From plants that wake when others sleep, from timid jasmine buds that keep their odour to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams about.

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

All that's bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.

Plants that wake when others sleep. Timid jasmine buds that keep their fragrance to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams about.

The light, that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing.

This is the right time, and this is the right thing.

True change takes place in the imagination.

Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.

Wisdom and deep intelligence require an honest appreciation of mystery.

We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple, obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk.

Oh! blame not the bard.

And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.

The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.

A pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a rougue to retire upon.

Though an angel should write, still 'tis devils must print.

Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still.

Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.

Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.

No, there's nothing half so sweet in life as love's young dream.

Came but for friendship, and took away love.

This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.

And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o'er silent seas again.

A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.

Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.

Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.

While mantling on the maiden's cheek Young roses kindled into thought.

My only books were woman's looks, and folly's all they've taught me.

Finding the right work is like discovering your own soul in the world.

It is only to the happy that tears are a luxury.

Study until twenty-five, investigation until forty, profession until sixty, at which age I would have him retired on a double allowance.

This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, - There's nothing true but Heaven.