I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, Through constant watching wise,To meet the glad with joyful smiles,And to wipe the weeping eyes;And a heart at leisure from itself,To soothe and sympathise.

How do you remember something that never happened? Fondly. Flaubert believed that anticipation was the purest form of pleasure...and the most reliable. And that while the things that actually happen to you would invariably disappoint, the things that never happened to you would never dim. Never fade. They would always be engraved in your heart with a sort of sweet sadness.

The better we grieve, the better we live

Doloris Sopitam recreant volnera viva animam.

There's iron, they say, in all our blood, And a grain or two perhaps is good; But his, he makes me harshly feel, Has got a little too much of steel.

Let us live in joy, in love amongst those who hate! Among men who hate, let us live in love.

It is easy to do what is wrong, to do what is bad for one-self; but very difficult to do what is right, to do what is good for oneself.

Let him find first what is right and then he can teach it to others, avoiding thus useless pain.

How can there be laughter, how can there be pleasure, when the whole world is burning? When you are in deep darkness, will you not ask for light?

Never speak harsh words, for once spoken they may return to you. Angry words are painful and there may be blows for blows.