The fox is very cunning, but he is more cunning who catches the fox.

These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.

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.

Grief has been compared to a hydra; for every one that dies, two are born.

What law, what reason can deny that gift so sweet, so natural that God has given a stream, a fish, a beast, a bird?

In this treacherous world Nothing is the truth nor a lie. Everything depends on the color Of the crystal through which one sees it

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