Woman's reason is in the milk of her breasts.
Cynicism is intellectual dandyism.
What a dusty answer gets the soul When hot for certainties in this our life!
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars. Oh, wisdom never comes when it is gold, And the great price we paid for it full worth: We have it only when we are half earth. Little avails that coinage to the old!
The debts we owe ourselves are the hardest to pay.
God's rarest blessing is, after all, a good woman!