I have been young and am now old, and have not yet known an untruthful man to come to a good end.

Solitude has a healing consoler, friend, companion: it is work.

When the foot of the' mountain is enveloped in mist, the mountain appears to us much loftier than it is; so also when the ground and basis of a disaster is not clear to us.

What is all our knowledge worth? We do not even know what the weather will be tomorrow.

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

Discontent is the source of all trouble,but also of all progress, in individuals and nations.

Weak men are easily put out of humor. Oil freezes quicker than water.