A loving heart is the truest wisdom.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Grief drives men into habits of serious reflection, sharpens the understanding, and softens the heart.
The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.
The improvement of the mind improves the heart and corrects the understanding.