There are two ways of seeing: with the body and with the soul. The body’s sight can sometimes forget, but the soul remembers forever.
Those born to wealth, and who have the means of gratifying every wish, know not what is the real happiness of life, just as those who have been tossed on the stormy waters of the ocean on a few frail planks can alone realize the blessings of fair weather.
We are always in a hurry to be happy; for when we have suffered a long time, we have great difficulty in believing in good fortune.
When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one, you will never want to live again, only to dream forever.
Moral wounds have this peculiarity, – they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.