As a man grows older it is harder and harder to frighten him.
Courage consists not in blindly overlooking danger, but in seeing it, and conquering it.
We learn our virtues from our friends who love us; our faults from the enemy who hates us. We cannot easily discover our real character from a friend. He is a mirror, on which the warmth of our breath impedes the clearness of the reflection.
Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.
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.