Misery is the end of those with unbridled mouths.
Our lives ... are but a little while, so let them run as sweetly as you can, and give no thought to grief from day to day. For time is not concerned to keep our hopes, but hurries on its business, and is gone.
It is the wise man's part to leave in darkness everything that is ugly.
Time will explain it all. He is a talker, and needs no questioning before he speaks.
Cleverness is not wisdom.
It's not beauty but fine qualities, my girl, that keep a husband.