Secrecy is for the happy,--misery, hopeless misery, needs no veil; under a thousand suns it dares act openly.
The future comes slowly, the present flies and the past stands still forever.
Great souls endure in silence.
Opposition always inflames the enthusiast, never converts him.
Friends show me what I can do, foes teach me what I should do.
The great happiness of life, I find, after all, to consist in the regular discharge of some mechanical duty.