It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live. |
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise. |
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved. |
He who opens a school door, closes a prison. |
Life is the flower for which love is the honey. |
Science says the first word on everything, and the last word on nothing. |
There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees. |
A faith is a necessity to a man. Woe to him who believes in nothing. |
A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil. |
Our acts make or mar us, we are the children of our own deeds. |