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

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

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

The use of proverbs is characteristic of an unlettered people. They are invaluable treasures to dunces with good memories.

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.

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.

The best loved man or maid in the town would perish with anguish Could they hear all that their friends say in the course of a day.