We Must Have A Passion In Life.

Life In Common Among People Who Love Each Other Is The Ideal Of Happiness.

It Is Love, Not Faith, That Moves Mountains.

Death Must No Longer Be Either The Penalty For Prosperity Or The Consolation Of Misery. God Did Not Destine It To Be Either The Punishment Or The Compensation For Life.

I'm Beginning To Believe That There Are Angels Disguised As Men Who Pass Themselves Off As Such And Who Inhabit The Earth For A While To Console And Lift Up With Them Toward Heaven The Poor, Exhausted And Saddened Souls Who Were Ready To Perish Here Below.

Art Speaks Only To The Mind, Whereas Nature Speaks To All The Faculties.