In bringing up a child, think of its old age.

You want to talk to someone; first open your ears.

Men have torn up the roads which led to Heaven, and which all the world followed; now we have to make our own ladders.

Justice is the truth in action.

In clothes clean and fresh there is a kind of youth with which age should surround itself.

To reason, to argue. It is to walk with crutches in search of the truth. We come to it with a leap.

Pleasures are always children, pains always have wrinkles.