A scholar knows no boredom.
I would rather dwell in the dim fog of superstition than in air rarefied to nothing by the air-pump of unbelief-in which the panting breast expires, vainly and convulsively gasping for breath.
Nothing is more beautiful than cheerfulness in an old face.
Love lessens woman's delicacy and increases man's.
The end we aim at must be known, before the way can be made.
Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. When a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower.