Imperceptibly the hours glide on, and beguile us as they pass.
Only begin, and you will become eloquent of yourself.
There is no such thing as pure, unalloyed pleasure; some bitter ever mingles with the sweet.
Everything changes, nothing is lost.
What is deservedly suffered must be borne with calmness, but when the pain is unmerited, the grief is resistless.
Take away leisure and Cupid's bow is broken