True valor lies in the middle between cowardice and rashness.
And thus being totally preoccupied, he rode so slowly that the sun was soon glowing with such intense heat that it would have melted his brains, if he'd had any.
Riches are able to solder up abundance of flaws.
Soul of fibre and heart of oak.
Great expectations are better than a poor possession.
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.