Sophie Swetchine
Sophie Swetchine
Anne Sophie Swetchine, known as Madame Swetchine, was a Russian mystic, born in Moscow, and famous for her salon in Paris...
NationalityRussian
ProfessionAuthor
CountryRussian Federation
love cold dare
The beings who appear cold, but are only timid, adore where they dare to love.
death love-is inspire
My sole defense against the natural horror which death inspires is to love beyond it.
romantic deep-love one-direction
To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others.
love heart reflection
Love enters the heart unawares: takes precedence of all the emotions--or, at least, will be second to none--and even reflection becomes its accomplice. While it lives, it renders blind; and when it has struck its roots deep only itself can shake them. It reminds one of hospitality as practiced among the ancients. The stranger was received upon the threshold of the half-open door, and introduced into the sanctuary reserved for the Penates. Not until every attention had been lavished upon him did the host ask his name; and the question was sometimes deferred till the very moment of departure.
love dust evil
Love sometimes elevates, creates new qualities, suspends the working of evil inclinations; but only for a day. Love, then, is an Oriental despot, whose glance lifts a slave from the dust, and then consigns him to it again.
kindness eye steps
Let us not fail to scatter along our pathway the seeds of kindness and sympathy. Some of them will doubtless perish; but if one only lives, it will perfume our steps and rejoice our eyes.
law common-sense common
The law of common sense.
somebody
One must be a somebody before they can have a enemy. One must be a force before he can be resisted by another force.
In this world of change, nothing which comes stays, and nothing which goes is lost.
clumsy enemies force malicious resisted
In order to have an enemy, one must be somebody. One must be a force before he can be resisted by another force. A malicious enemy is better than a clumsy friend.
bears piety
Piety softens all that courage bears.
apples one-day world
We are all of us, in this world, more or less like St. January, whom the inhabitants of Naples worship one day, and pelt with baked apples the next.
faith believe inventory
The inventory of my faith for this lower world is soon made out. I believe in Him who made it.
faith life-is-like burning
Faith, amid the disorders of a sinful life, is like the lamp burning in an ancient tomb.