The tempered light of the woods is like a perpetual morning.
The surest poison is time.
A man will be eloquent if you give him good wine.
Let us leave hurry to slaves.
We do not live an equal life, but one of contrasts and patchwork; now a little joy, then a sorrow, now a sin, then a generous or brave action.
Begin and proceed on a settled conviction that but little is permitted to any man to do or to know, and if he complies with the first grand laws, he shall do well.