Friends are the sunshine of life.

Make all good men your well-wishers, and then, in the years' steady sifting, Some of them turn into friends. Friends are the sunshine of life.

Maidens! why should you worry in choosing whom you shall marry? Choose whom you may, you will find you have got somebody else.

At my door the Pale Horse stands to carry me to unknown lands.

True luck consists not in holding the best of the cards at the table; luckiest is he who knows just when to rise and go home.

What is first love worth, except to prepare for a second? What does second love bring? Only regret for the first.

Unto each man comes a day when his favorite sins all forsake him, And he complacently thinks he has forsaken his sins.