Loving souls are like paupers. They live on what is given them.
Antiquity is a species of aristocracy with which it is not easy to be on visiting terms.
Old age is the night of life, as night is the old age of the day. Still, night is full of magnificence; and, for many, it is more brilliant than the day.
Silence is like nightfall. Objects are lost in it insensibly.
There is, by God's grace, an immeasurable distance between late and too late.
To have ideas is to gather flowers; to think is to weave them into garlands.