It seems to never occur to fools that merit and good fortune are closely united.

To make converts is the natural ambition of everyone.

With little wit and ease to suit them, They whirl in narrow circling trails, Like kittens playing with their tails.

if only these treasures were not so fragile as they are precious and beautiful.

Do not give in too much to feelings. A overly sensitive heart is an unhappy possession on this shaky earth.

The hardest thing is to see what's under your very eyes.

Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this.