Patience is the strongest of strong drinks; for it kills the giant despair.

A man, so to speak, who is not able to bow to his own conscience every morning is hardly in a condition to respectfully salute the world at any other time of the day.

Reputations, like beavers and cloaks, shall last some people twice the time of others.

Wishes, at least, are the easy pleasures of the poor.

What women would do if they could not cry, nobody knows. What poor, defenceless creatures they would be!

Quality, not quantity, is my measure.

I would like to have a second chance at my first love.