The lemonade is weak, like your soul.

If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine. - Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller.

Secrecy is for the happy,--misery, hopeless misery, needs no veil; under a thousand suns it dares act openly.

Not he who scorns the Saviour's yoke Should wear his cross upon the heart.

It is well for a man when he has learned to endure what he cannot change, and to give up with dignity what he cannot retain.

Individual character is in the right that is in strict consistence with itself. Self-contradiction is the only wrong.

Fate hath no voice but the heart's impulse.