To be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.

Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow.

Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends?

In each of us, two natures are at war – the good and the evil. All our lives the fight goes on between them, and one of them must conquer. But in our own hands lies the power to choose – what we want most to be we are.

Marriage is one long conversation, chequered by disputes.

A little amateur painting in water colors shows the innocent and the quiet mind.

In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.