The variety of all things forms a pleasure.
Where there are two, one cannot be wretched, and one not.
They who are sad find somehow sweetness in tears.
Learned we may be with another man's learning: we can only be wise with wisdom of our own: [I hate a sage who is not wise for himself]
Oftener than not the old are uncontrollable; Their tempers make them difficult to deal with.
Talk sense to a fool and he calls you foolish.