Sometimes he dug in his garden; again, he read or wrote. He had but one word for both these kinds of toil; he called them gardening. "The mind is a garden," said he.

“You are adorable, mademoiselle. I study your feet with the microscope and your …”

“إن الملاك هي الكلمة الوحيدة في اللغة ، التي لا يمكن أن تبلى”

“To love, or to have loved,—this suffices. Demand nothing more. There is no othe…”

“Those who do not weep, do not see.”