Ere yet we yearn for what is out of our reach, we are still in the cradle. When wearied out with our yearnings, desire again falls asleep; we are on the death-bed.

Men who make money rarely saunter; men who save money rarely swagger.

It is difficult to say who do you the most mischief, enemies with the worst intentions, or friends with the best.

In other countries poverty is a misfortune - with us it is a crime.

Two lives that once part are as ships that divide.

Writers are the main landmarks of the past.

It is only in some corner of the brain which we leave empty that Vice can obtain a lodging. When she knocks at your door be able to say: "No room for your ladyship; pass on.