Nothing makes one old so quickly as the ever-present thought that one is growing older.

The course of the seasons is a piece of clockwork, with a cuckoo to call when it is spring.

The pleasures of the imagination are as it were only drawings and models which are played with by poor people who cannot afford the real thing.

Most men of education are more superstitious than they admit - nay, than they think.

A man has virtues enough if he deserves pardon for his faults on account of them.

When a book and a head collide and a hollow sound is heard, must it always have come from the book?

One should never trust a person who, while assuring you of something, puts his hands on his heart.