Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.
Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.
I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, – and the stars through his soul.
Only passions, great passions can elevate the soul to great things.
Age wrinkles the body. Quitting wrinkles the soul.