“Like a sparrow in its flitting, like a swallow in its flying, a curse that is causeless does not alight.”

“Our passion for fear consumes us and gives birth to the imaginary. Once fear is unleashed, it feeds upon us and rips us apart like a wild animal. Its hold is great, narrow is the escape and treacherous the road. I know of what I speak, for I was once his victim.”

“Flies trouble us not by their strength but by their multitudes.”

“The mind builds its own home-”

“The sun had just slipped behind the trees and evening cast its dark, smoky shadow.”

“I wonder if it is possible to escape the clinches of despair; or would despair become the hunter and reclaim me as its prisoner.”

“Do not try to understand love, control it or hold it.Although love is humble, it is strong and suffers all, And if it be true, it will always find its way.”