Love does not rule; but it trains, and that is more.
Daily life is more instructive than the most effective book.
The highest happiness, the purest joys of life, wear out at last.
Out of moderation a pure happiness springs.
Woe to falsehood! it affords no relief to the breast, like truth; it gives us no comfort, pains him who forges it, and like an arrow directed by a god flies back and wounds the archer.
Where is the man who has the strength to be true, and to show himself as he is?