In science the new is an advance; but in morals, as contradicting our inner ideals and historic idols, it is ever a retrogression.

feelings of man are always pure and the brightest to the meeting time and Farewell.

The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.

Like a morning dream, life becomes more and more bright the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.

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

Men, like bullets, go farthest when they are smoothest.

The burden of suffering seems a tombstone hung about our necks, while in reality it is only the weight which is necessary to keep down the diver while he is hunting for pearls.