There are but few proverbial sayings that are not true, for they are all drawn from experience itself, which is the mother of all sciences.

As ill-luck would have it.

When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical may be madness. To surrender dreams, this may be madness ...Maddest of all is to see life as it is and not as it should be.

Folly is wont to have more followers and comrades than discretion.

Tis the only comfort of the miserable to have partners in their woes.

It is one thing to write as poet and another to write as a historian: the poet can recount or sing about things not as they were, but as they should have been, and the historian must write about them not as they should have been, but as they were, without adding or subtracting anything from the truth.

There is no proverb that is not true.