We hear the rain fall, but not the snow. Bitter grief is loud, calm grief is silent.

Our second mother, habit, is also a good mother.

Liberty is from God; liberties, from the devil.

Being alone when one's belief is firm, is not to be alone.

Why has no religion this command before all others: Thou shalt work?

We consider it tedious to talk of the weather, and yet there is nothing more important.

Years teach us more than books.