Habits, though in their commencement like the filmy line of the spider, trembling at every breeze, may in the end prove as links of tempered steel, binding a deathless being to eternal felicity or woe.

Something will be gathered from the tablets of the most faultless day for regrets.

As nothing truly valuable can be attained without industry, so there can be no persevering industry without a deep sense of the value of time.

Pride is a fruitful source of uneasiness. It keeps the mind in disquiet. Humility is the antidote to this evil.

The vanity of shining in conversation is usually subversive of its own desires.

Youth would be too happy, might it add to its own beauty and felicity the wisdom and experience of riper years. Were it possible for it to realize the worth of time, as life's receding hours reveal it, how rapidly would it press on towards perfection!

The soul of woman lives in love.