Fire tries gold, misery tries brave men.
Leisure without literature is death and burial alive.
I was not born for one corner. The whole world is my native land.
Do what you should, not what you may.
The hour which gives us life begins to take it away.
Reasons for anxiety will never be lacking, whether born of prosperity or of wretchedness; life pushes on in a succession of engrossments. We shall always pray for leisure.