How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening.
Winter does not work only on a broad scale; he is careful in trifles.
If a man is worth knowing at all, he is worth knowing well.
The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.
Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse. If we attempt to steal a glimpse of its features it disappears.
My friend is not perfect-no more than I am-and so we suit each other admirable.