Fierce eagles breed not the tender dove.

Once sent out, a word takes wings beyond recall.

He who is upright in his way of life and free from sin.

The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.

Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own: he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. Be fair or foul or rain or shine, the joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not Heaven itself upon the past has power, but what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

Our parents, worse than our grandparents, gave birth to us who are worse than they, and we shall in our turn bear offspring still more evil.

How slight and insignificant is the thing which casts down or restores a mind greedy for praise.