Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.

Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly apparant.

I have always had more dread of a pen, a bottle of ink, and a sheet of paper than of a sword or pistol.

So heavy is the chain of wedlock that it needs two to carry it, and sometimes three.

Be happy, noble heart, be blessed for all the good thou hast done and wilt do hereafter, and let my gratitude remain in obscurity like your good deeds.

We are always in a hurry to be happy...; for when we have suffered a long time, we have great difficulty in believing in good fortune.

A rogue does not laugh in the same way that an honest man does; a hypocrite does not shed the tears of a man of good faith. All falsehood is a mask; and however well made the mask may be, with a little attention we may always succeed in distinguishing it from the true face.