There are three species of creatures who when they seem coming are going, when they seem going they come: diplomats, women, and crabs.

There are occasions when you can hear the mysterious language of the Earth, in water, or coming through the trees, emanating from the mosses, seeping through the under currents of the soil, but you have to be willing to wait and receive.

Friends are the sunshine of life.

The evils of tyranny are rarely seen but by him who resists it.

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.

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.