What we know is to what we do not know, as a grain of sand is to the beach.
We are not men, but promises of men.
Our comforts come from God; our sorrows, from ourselves.
For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.
The wealthy seldom possess wealth: oftener they are possessed by it.
As the sea is beautiful not only in calm but also in storm, so is happiness found not only in peace but also in strife.