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

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

Some men, like modern shops, hang everything in their show windows; when one goes inside, nothing is to be found.

Only he is free who cultivates his own thoughts and strives without fear to do justice to them.

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

Gratitude is a soil on which joy thrives.

With hat in hand, one gets on in the world.