He who opens a school door, closes a prison.
The ode lives upon the ideal, the epic upon the grandiose, the drama upon the real.
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
She had had sweet dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very white.
True or false, that which is said of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all in their destinies, as that which they do.
The paradise of the rich is made out of the hell of the poor.