The heart can do anything.
If perchance a friend should betray you; if he forms a subtle plot to get hold of what is yours; if people should try to spread evil reports about you, would you tamely submit to all this without flying into a rage?
Unreasonable haste is the direct road to error.
It is a wonderful seasoning of all enjoyments to think of those we love.
The absence of the beloved, short though it may last, always lasts too long.
It is not only what we do, but also what we do not do, for which we are accountable.