Nothing is so irretrievably missed as an opportunity we encounter every day.
One can acquire some virtues by feigning them for a long time.
When art find no temple open, it takes refuge in the workshop.
Nothing is less promising than precocity. A young thistle is more like a future tree than is a young oak.
Grace is the outcome of inward harmony.
The little bit of truth contained in many a lie is what makes them so terrible.