“The perfect stillness of the night was thrilled by a more solemn silence. The darkness held a presence that was all the more felt because it was not seen. I could not any more have doubted that HE was there than that I was. Indeed, I felt myself to be, if possible, the less real of the two.” 

“Consider the rights of others before your own feelings, and the feelings of others before your own rights.”

Consider the rights of others before your own feelings, and the feelings of others before your own rights.

A way of satisfying our brethrens’ hunger is to share with them whatever we have – to share with them until we ourselves feel what they feel.

There must be a reason why some people can afford to live well. They must have worked for it. I only feel angry when I see waste. When I see people throwing away things that we could use

Sometimes a good feeling from inside is worth much more than a beautician

Intense love does not measure, it just gives

None of us, including me, ever do great things. But we can all do small things, with great love, and together we can do something wonderful

We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop

“There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel that no one else has a right to blame us.” 

“but the bravest man among us is afraid of himself” 

“I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die.” 

“you will always love, and you will always be loved” 

“I know he likes me. Of course I flatter him dreadfully. I find a strange pleasure in saying things to him that I know I shall be sorry for having said...Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day.” 

“Now and then, however, he is horribly thoughtless, and seems to take a real delight in giving me pain. Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to some one who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer’s day.” 

“every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on the coloured canvas, reveals himself.” 

“Most people are boring and stupid.” 

Happy is the hearing man; unhappy the speaking man.

“Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day.” 

Who hears me, who understands me, becomes mine, a possession for all time.

People will never forget how you made them feel.

Look at my life. I'm floating like mercury around the earth. My footprints shine with stardust. All because I love you. All because you love me.

We may act sophisticated and worldly but I believe we feel safest when we go inside ourselves and find home, a place where we belong and maybe the only place we really do.

People don't always remember what you say or even what you do, but they always remember how you make them feel.