There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
We learn of great things by little experiences.
We learn from failure, not from success!
Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
I want you to believe...to believe in things that you cannot.
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
There is a reason why all things are as they are.
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
Despair has its own calms.
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
Though sympathy alone can't alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
Faith ... that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
Once again...welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.
Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me! How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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