Every great mind seeks to labor for eternity. All men are captivated by immediate advantages; great minds alone are excited by the prospect of distant good.

Gray hairs are death's blossoms.

Eternity gives nothing back of what one leaves out of the minutes.

Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou tallest new flowers to birth.

The game of life looks cheerful when one carries a treasure safe in his heart.

Whatever is not forbidden is permitted.

Time consecrates; and what is gray with age becomes religion.