“A mans real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.”

“Books are a finer world within the world. (1863)”

“Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.”

“Christmas is the day that holds all time together.”

“Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.”

“I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.”

“But who can remember pain, once its over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.”

“I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In lif...”

“My mind, I know, I can prove, hovers on hummingbird wings. It hovers and it churns. And when it's operating at full thrust, the churning does not stop. The machines do not rest, the systems rarely ...”