"Had we not loved ourselves at all, we could never have been obliged to love anything. So that self-l..." — Thomas Traherne

To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is glorious.

You never know yourself till you know more than your body.

More company increases happiness, but does not lighten or diminish misery.

Happiness was not made to be boasted, but enjoyed. Therefore tho others count me miserable, I will not believe them if I know and feel myself to be happy; nor fear them.