Think of the ills from which you are exempt.
Man is born with the faculty of speech. Who gives it to him? He who gives the bird its song.
It may be said that it is with our thoughts as with our flowers. Those whose expression is simple carry their seed with them; those that are double by their richness and pomp charm the mind, but produce nothing.
The simple-hearted and sincere never do more than half deceive themselves.
I resemble the poplar,--that tree which, even when old, still looks young.
Truth takes the stamp of the souls it enters. It is rigorous and rough in arid souls, but tempers and softens itself in loving natures.