The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.
Five enemies of peace inhabit with us - avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another's woe.
Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.