By time and toil we sever What strength and rage could never.
Everyone calls himself a friend, but only a fool relies on it; nothing is commoner than the name, nothing rarer than the thing.
Women keep no secrets, and I know many men, who are women in this regard.
The good, we do it; the evil, that is fortune; man is always right, and destiny always wrong.
In every trouble the little ones duck more easily.
One often has need of one inferior to himself.