Individuality is to be preserved and respected everywhere, as the root of everything good.

Fancy rules over two thirds of the universe, the past, and future, while reality is confined to the present

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.

Every friend is to the other a sun, and a sunflower also. He attracts and follows.

Poverty is the only load which is the heavier the more loved ones there are to assist in bearing it.

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.