All must yield to the weight of years; conquest is not difficult for time.

No virtue can be real that has not been tried. The gold in the crucible alone is perfect; the loadstone tests the steel, and the diamond is tried by the diamond, while metals gleam the brighter in the furnace.

How surely a knowledge of the world hardens the heart!

Even in dreams doing good is not wasted.

Tis not where we lie but whence we fell; the loss of Heaven's the greatest pain in Hell.

When love is not madness, it is not love.

The heart is an astrologer that always divines the truth.