If self-knowledge is the road to virtue, so is virtue still more the road to self-knowledge.

The gymnasium of running, walking on stilts, climbing, etc. stells and makes hardy single powers and muscles, but dancing, like a corporeal poesy, embellishes, exercises, and equalizes all the muscles at once.

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope.

A timid person is frightened before a danger, a coward during the time, and a courageous person afterward.

The guardian angels of life sometimes fly so high as to be beyond our sight, but they are always looking down upon us.