For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of read more

For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of pleasure, assuage what I find of pain.

When an individual fear or apathy passes by the unfortunate, life is of no account.

When an individual fear or apathy passes by the unfortunate, life is of no account.

You never see what you want to see, forever playing to the gallery.

You never see what you want to see, forever playing to the gallery.

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.

No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.

The pursuit of truth will set you free; even if you never catch up with it.

The pursuit of truth will set you free; even if you never catch up with it.

Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.

Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.

Nothing can occur beyond the strength of faith to sustain, or, transcending the resources of religion, to relieve.

Nothing can occur beyond the strength of faith to sustain, or, transcending the resources of religion, to relieve.

In necessary things, unity; in doubtful things, liberty; in all things, charity.

In necessary things, unity; in doubtful things, liberty; in all things, charity.