It is often the easiest move that completes the game. Fortune is like the lady whom a lover carried off from all his rivals by putting an additional lace upon his liveries.

Toil to some is happiness, and rest to others. This man can only breathe in crowds, and that man only in solitudes.

The brave man wants no charms to encourage him to his duty, and the good man scorns all warnings that would deter him from fulfilling it.

What is past is past, there is a future left to all men, who have the virtue to repent and the energy to atone.

What, after all, is heaven, but a transition from dim guesses and blind struggling with a mysterious and adverse fate to the fullness of all wisdom--from ignorance, in a word, to knowledge, but knowledge of what order?

A friend who stands with you in pressure is more valuable than a hundred ones who stand with you in pleasure.

Man must be disappointed with the lesser things of life before he can comprehend the full value of the greater.