Now I see that going out into the testing ground of men it is the tongue and not the deed that wins the day.

It is always fair sailing, when you escape evil.

You clearly hate to yield, but you will regret it when your anger has passed. Such natures are justly the hardest for themselves to bear.

Of all human ills, greatest is fortune's wayward tyranny.

Grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.

There is no such thing as the old age of the wise.

Kids are anchors of mothers' life