The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not likely to lose it in any other.

There is nothing good in this world which time does not improve.

The only thing a man knows is himself.

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.

We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.

Fame is but an inscription on a grave, and glory the melancholy blazon on a coffin lid.

A man gazing at the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.