Nothing is more damaging to the truth than an old error.

Tomorrow sees undone, what happens not to-day; Still forward press, nor never tire! The possible, with steadfast trust, Resolve should be by the forelock grasp. Then she will ne'er let go her clasp, And labors on, because she must.

Only the heart without a stain knows ease.

Nothing shows a man's character more than what he laughs at.

Thus one can observe that those who proclaim piety as their goal and purpose usually turn into hypocrites.

Do not, I beg you, look for anything behind phenomena. They are themselves their own lesson.

Superstition is part of the poetry of life.