Alas! When duty grows thy law, enjoyment fades away.

When the measured dance of the hours brings back the happy smile of spring, the buried dead is born again in the life-glance of the sun. The germs which perished to the eye within the cold breast of the earth spring up with joy in the bright realm of day.

Satisfied if they themselves can escape from the hard labour of thought, they willingly abandon to others the guardianship of their thoughts.

The worst of me is known, and I can say that I am better than the reputation I bear.

Love is only known by him who hopelessly persists in love.

The will of man is his happiness.

Obedience decks the Christian most.