Our hands we open of our own free will, and the good flies, which we can never recall.

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

Thinking is easy, acting is difficult, and to put one's thoughts into action is the most difficult thing in the world.

Some people spend the day in complaining of a headache, and the night in drinking the wine that gives it.

The world remains ever the same.

The moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves, too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never have otherwise occurred...unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way.

Taste is only to be educated by contemplation, not of the tolerably good but of the truly excellent.