A library implies an act of faith.

A faith is a necessity to a man. Woe to him who believes in nothing.

Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it.

A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.

Concision in style, precision in thought, decision in life.

Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization.

Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.