The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
Too Much Love
It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.
Whatever the scientists may say, if we take the supernatural out of life, we leave only the unnatural.
Life Say Scientists
There is no corner too quiet, or too far away, for a woman to make sorrow in it.
Far Away Quiet Sorrow
It is always the simple that produces the marvelous.
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.
Face Sorrow Storm
All changes are more or less tinged with melancholy, for what we are leaving behind is part of ourselves.
More Ourselves Behind
The great difference between voyages rests not with the ships, but with the people you meet on them.
Great Between Them
The inevitable has always found me ready and hopeful.
Inevitable Always Hopeful
But the lover's power is the poet's power. He can make love from all the common strings with which this world is strung.
Common Power Strings
But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?
Know Our Nearest
Old age is the verdict of life.
Old Age Old Verdict