Opinions, theories, and systems pass by turns over the grindstone of time, which at first gives them brilliancy and sharpness, but finally wears them out.
Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
The subtle sauce of malice is often indulged in by maidens of uncertain age, over their tea.
Mutability is written upon all things.
Poverty treads close upon the heels of great and unexpected wealth.
The despotism of will in ideas is styled plan, project, character, obstinacy; its despotism in desires is called passion.