I am not omniscient, but I know a lot.
The aim of living is life itself.
Men are much more apt to agree in what they do than in what they think.
One ought, everyday, to hear a song, read a fine poem, and, if possible, to speak a few reasonable words.
Everyone is deceived in his hopes, cheated in his expectations.
The brilliant passes, like the dew at morn; The true endures, for ages yet unborn.