History repeats itself.

Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.

Speech may be barren; but it is ridiculous to suppose that silence is always brooding on a nestful of eggs.

Every year strips us of at least one vain expectation, and teaches us to reckon some solid good in its stead.

It's easy finding reasons why other folks should be patient.

Having once embarked on your marital voyage, it is impossible not to be aware that you make no way and the sea is not within sight; that in fact, you are exploring an enclosed basin.

We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it.