A defeat to a brave man is only a victory deferred.
Better an ugly face than an ugly mind.
Books are the beehives of thought; laconics, the honey taken from them.
The lazy man aims at nothing, and generally hits it.
There is no heart without remorse, no life without some misfortune, no one but what is something stained with sin.
It is a sure sign of a mind not balanced as it ought to be, when it is insensible to the pleasures of the domestic hearth, and to the little joys and endearments of a family.