Every man regards his own life as the New Year's Eve of time.
Only deeds give strength to life, only moderation gives it charm.
Despair is the only genuine atheism.
Passion makes the best observations and the sorriest conclusions.
A loving maiden grows unconsciously more bold.
The last, best fruit which comes to late perfection, even in the kindliest soul, is tenderness toward the hard, forbearance toward the unforbearing, warmth of heart toward the cold, philanthropy toward the misanthropic.