Life as we call it, is nothing but the edge of the boundless ocean of existence when it comes upon soundings.

Man has his will, but woman has her way.

But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.

Fame usually comes to those who are thinking about something else - very rarely to those who say to themselves, 'Go to, now, let us be a celebrated individual!'.

There is no friend like an old friend who has shared our morning days, no greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise.

[Science is] piecemeal revelation.

Youth longs and manhood strives, but age remembers.