Tomorrow is an old deceiver, and his cheat never grows stale.

Suspicion is very often a useless pain.

The stream of Time, which is continually washing the dissoluble fabrics of other poets, passes without injury by the adamant of Shakespeare.

In matters of business, no woman stops at integrity.

We often look with indifference on the successive parts of something that, if the whole were seen together, would shake us with emotion.

Try and forget our cares and sickness, and contribute, as we can to the happiness of each other.

Patriotism is the last refuge of the scoundrel.