n every exalted joy, there mingles a sense of gratitude.

Many think they have a kind heart who have only weak nerves.

Fear not those who argue but those who dodge.

In this world, all power rests upon force.

With our parents we bury our past, with our children our future.

There are women who love their husbands as blindly, as enthusiastically, and as enigmatically as nuns their cloister.

So soon as a fashion is universal, it is out of date.