He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thinks: there's another dog.

There are so many things about which some old man ought to tell one while one is little; for when one is grown one would know them as a matter of course.

Who has not sat before his own heart's curtain? It lifts: and the scenery is falling apart.

For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.

This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: the more they give, the more they possess.

Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave.