See, indeed, that your daughter is thoroughly grounded and experienced in household duties; but take care, through religion and poetry, to keep her heart open to heaven.

Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life.

He thought of the mouldering child, which laid its withered thin arms around his soul, as if it were his own, and to whom Death had given as much as a god gave to Endymion, — sleep, eternal youth, and immortality.

It is easy to flatter; it is harder to praise.

Joys are our wings, sorrows our spurs.

Humankind's chief fault is that they have so many small ones.

The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.