They say everything in the world is good for something.
But love's a malady without a cure.
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
Even kings but play; and when their part is done, some other, worse or better, mounts the throne.
A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
Blown roses hold their sweetness to the last.