Our minds need relaxation, and give way unless we mix with work a little play.

There is no rampart that will hold out against malice.

Ah, there are no children nowadays.

If everyone were clothed with integrity, if every heart were just, frank, kindly, the other virtues would be well-nigh useless.

There is no praise to bear the sort that you put in your pocket.

Cultivated people should be superior to any consideration so sordid as a mercenary interest.

Time has nothing to do with the matter.