It is only love that has already fallen sick that is killed by absence.

Courage is as often the outcome of despair as of hope; in the one case we have nothing to lose, in the other everything to gain.

Old age appears hideous to us until we have to choose between it and death.

It is only love that has already fallen sick that is killed by absence.

... see well how it often befalls that to rise to the topmost degree would make it seem that the abyss is on high.

We only make a dupe of the friend whose advice we ask, for we never tell him all; and it is usually what we have left unsaid that decides our conduct.

It is easier to win love than to keep it.