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

All men are selfish, but the vain man is in love with himself. He admires, like the lover his adored one, everything which to others is indifferent.

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

He who, to be happy, needs nothing but himself, is happy.

The silver-leaved birch retains in its old age a soft bark; there are some such men.

To harbor hatred and animosity in the soul makes one irritable, gloomy, and prematurely old.

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