We are closer to the ants than to the butterflies. Very few people can endure much leisure.
Do not believe those persons who say they have never been jealous. What they mean is that they have never been in love.
Old age takes away from us what we have inherited and gives us what we have earned.
The cliche is dead poetry.
A bad memory is the mother of invention.
We confess our bad qualities to others out of fear of appearing naive or ridiculous by not being aware of them.