Reconciliation is the tenderest part of love and friendship: the soul here discovers a kind of elasticity, and being forced back, returns with an additional passion. Nothing gives such life and soul to youthful gaiety, as the consciousness that it is successfully received.

There are so many drawbacks to regard and intimacy, from pride, from propriety, and various other collateral causes, that rarely as we meet with people of brilliant parts, there is almost ever some objection to our desire of meeting them again.

He who would regenerate society must first regenerate himself, and then his virtues must act as a contagion acts, by contact of man with man. Harassed beyond its bearing, the mind seeks insensibly the balm designed by nature for its restoration.

There us a sort of refuge which always comes with the prostration of thought under an overpowering passion. The common reflection among old bachelors is whether they have lived in vain.

An old fashion theologian might say that a man who has no good in him is not properly fit to be damned. Such a man would have no free will, and could not, therefore, logically be punished for anything he did.

Super refinements put a man out of sympathy with much that is basic in humanity. A man capable of reflection, where a beautiful young creature is in questions, can have neither soul nor vitals.

You are the loveliest no matter how I look at you. May you be happy forever.  It is hard for me to express my thanks for your kindness and present. It is a symbol of friendship and care. I am deeply moved by it.

It is curious to imagine people of the World, busy in thought, turning their eyes towards the countless spheres that shine above us, and making them reflect the only images their minds contain.

The man who lives but in the breath of princes, has nothing in his sight but stars of courtier’s heart; the envious man beholds his neighbors’ honors even in the sky; to the money hoarder, and the mass of Worldly folk, the whole great Universe above glitters with sterling coin, fresh from the mint, stamped with the sovereign’s head coming always between them and Heaven, turn where they may.

So do the shadows of our own desires stand between us and our better angels, and this their brightness is eclipsed.

Yearning is kind of eternity like a light burning day and night shining in your flowing thought. You are in my missing and happy time has no end; the unforgetful past events are in the memory and warn missing is so far.

There is not one who does not dream the moment when solitude shall deliver him to the tyranny of reflections. I have loved to hear my Lord spoken of; and their only religion was that of self-respect, and consideration for other people.

When the setting sun collect its golden glows from grassy garden and when the moon rises from the horizon, do you ever miss me?

You step out of my vision in the dim night, do you ever know my concern for you becomes stronger and stronger like the twilight at dusk? Our sincere love is smooth water of the lake shining the Sun and the Moon in our hearts.