Nature sometimes joins her effects and her appearances to our acts with a sort of serious and intelligent appropriateness; as if she would compel us to reflect.

“Love is a fault; so be it.”

“With a remainder of that brotherly compassion which is never totally absent fro…”

“Every day has its great grief or its small anxiety. ... One cloud is dispelled,…”

“Darkness makes the brain giddy. Man needs light. Whoever plunges into the oppos…”