The errors of the intellect are fatal, still more dangerous than those of the heart. Eugenie de Guerin More Quotes by Eugenie de Guerin More Quotes From Eugenie de Guerin My God, how badly one calculates in this world! ... Let us leave off calculating on anything but death -- it is the only certainty. Eugenie de Guerin certainty this-world world How long time is when one is sad! Is it three years or three days since you went away? Eugenie de Guerin three long years Fear is the beginning of wisdom. Eugenie de Guerin Witticisms are fire-arms, that make a noise and give pain. Eugenie de Guerin pain fire giving One has so much time for thought in the country! However occupied one may be, 'tis with nothing that engrosses the mind, which works away on its own account like a mill-wheel. Eugenie de Guerin mind may country Solitude causes us to write because it causes us to think. Eugenie de Guerin solitude writing thinking Oh! if people were but acquainted with piety, they would not fear it so much, or give it so unattractive a character; 'tis the balm of life, and perhaps in the world it is believed to consist of bitterness, harshness, uncouthness; but, take my word for it, nothing is more gentle, more yielding, more loving than a pious soul. Eugenie de Guerin giving character people Kings may see their palaces fall, but the ants will always have their dwellings. Eugenie de Guerin power kings fall One fancies that what one loves cannot die. Eugenie de Guerin fancy one-love dies in God alone is love without tears, and of eternal duration. Eugenie de Guerin duration tears god Certainly, friends are sufficiently rare not to be neglected; they are life's best comforters. Eugenie de Guerin comforter neglected friends We all owe each other concessions of taste and opinion for the sake of family peace and affection. Eugenie de Guerin family taste sake A little time separates us from those who depart - a time of tears, a time of sadness and solitude; but, that over, we go to rejoin them and to enjoy with them the society of the blessed. Oh, how sweetly the heart rests in this immortal hope! Eugenie de Guerin blessed heart death The effect of every burden laid down is to leave us relieved; and when the soul has laid down that of its faults at the feet of God, it feels as though it had wings. Eugenie de Guerin soul feet wings We are only here below as in an inn on a journey. Let us, then have the feelings of travelers. We should think a man very strange who attached himself much to his inn. The wise Christian will not do this. Eugenie de Guerin journey christian wise
