To Marry Unequally Is To Suffer Equally.

The Beautiful Souls Of The World Have An Art Of Saintly Alchemy, By Which Bitterness Is Converted Into Kindness, The Gall Of Human Experience Into Gentleness, Ingratitude Into Benefits, Insults Into Pardon.

Common Sense Is The Measure Of The Possible.

The Ideal Doctor Would Be A Man Endowed With Profound Knowledge Of Life And Of The Soul, Intuitively Divining Any Suffering Or Disorder Of Whatever Kind, And Restoring Peace By His Mere Presence.

Analysis Kills Spontaneity. The Grain Once Ground Into Flour Springs And Germinates No More.

We Only Understand That Which Already Is Within Us.