A sweet thing, for whatever time, to revisit in dreams the dear dad we have lost.
If we could be twice young and twice old we could correct all our mistakes.
No one is truly free, they are a slave to wealth, fortune, the law, or other people restraining them from acting according to their will.
Misery is the end of those with unbridled mouths.
A rare spoil for a man Is the winning of a good wife; very Plentiful are the worthless women.
Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.