In youth one has tears without grief; in age, griefs without tears

Not all of those to whom we do good love us, neither do all those to whom we do evil hate us.

Present unhappiness is selfish; past sorrow is compassionate.

The folly which we might have ourselves committed is the one which we are least ready to pardon in another.

I look at what I have not and think myself unhappy; others look at what I have and think me happy.

Philosophers call God the great unknown The great misknown is more like it!

Science is for those who learn; poetry, for those who know.