A man is not little when he finds it difficult to cope with circumstances, but when circumstances overmaster him.

This is the true measure of love, When we believe that we alone can love, That no one could ever have loved so before us, And that no one will ever love in the same way after us.

True works of art contain their own theory and give us the measurement according to which we should judge them.

He who is and remains true to himself and to others has the most attractive quality of the greatest talent.

Since Time is not a person we can overtake when he is gone, let us honor him with mirth and cheerfulness of heart while he is passing.

The deed is everything, the glory is naught.

What in us the women leave uncultivated, children cultivate when we retain them near us.