You cannot see the mountain near.

Cultivate the habit of being grateful... and ...give thanks continuously.

He, who loves the bristle of bayonets, only sees in their glitter what beforehand he feels in his hand.

A man's library is a sort of harem.

Overhead the sanctities of the stars shine forever-more... pouring satire on the pompous business of the day which they close, and making the generations of men show slight and evanescent.

We sometimes meet an original gentleman, who, if manners had not existed, would have invented them.

Such is the active power of good temperament! Great sweetness of temper neutralizes such vast amounts of acid.