Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.

To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.

Familiarity is the root of the closest friendships, as well as the intensest hatreds.

Familiarity is the root of the closest friendships, as well as the intensest hatreds

Memory always obeys the commands of the heart.

Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls