Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life.

With so many thousand joys, is it not black ingratitude to call the world a place of sorrow and torment?

Sleep, riches, and health, to be truly enjoyed, must be interrupted.

Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness, or else forgiving another.

In later life, as in earlier, only a few persons influence the formation of our character; the multitude pass us by like a distant army. One friend, one teacher, one beloved, one club, one dining table, one work table are the means by which one's nation and the spirit of one's nation affect the individual.

Only deeds give strength to life, only moderation gives it charm.

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.