The world is ruled by other people, than people believe to know.
It destroys one's nerves to be amiable every day to the same human being.
The Italians say it is not necessary to be a stag; but we ought not to be a tortoise.
What appear to be calamities are often the sources of fortune.
Women carry a beautiful hand with them to the grave, when a beautiful face has long ago vanished.
As we retain but a faint remembrance of our felicity, it is but fair that the smartest stroke of sorrow should, if bitter, at least be brief.