Time heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.

Time heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons.

Happiness is neither without us nor within us. It is in God, both without us and within us.

He no longer loves the person whom he loved ten years ago. I quite believe it. She is no longer the same, nor is he. He was young, and she also; she is quite different. He would perhaps love her yet, if she were what she was then.

I have made this letter longer than usual, only because I have not had the time to make it shorter.

The inside of a human being is hollow and full of rubish in the mean time