It is no less a feat to keep what you have, than to increase it. In one there is chance, the other will be a work of art.

Let what is irksome become habitual, no more will it trouble you.

Where belief is painful we are slow to believe.

Man looks aloft, and with erected eyes Beholds his hereditary skies.

Misfortunes often sharpen the genius.

What is deservedly suffered must be borne with calmness, but when the pain is unmerited, the grief is resistless.

Love is the force that leaves you colorless