How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.
Let each of us boldly and honestly say: How little it is that I really know!
The prudent man does himself good; the virtuous one does it to other men.
One merit of poetry few persons will deny: it says more and in fewer words than prose.
I know of no great men except those who have rendered great service to the human race.
I have lived eighty years of life and know nothing for it, but to be resigned and tell myself that flies are born to be eaten by spiders and man to be devoured by sorrow.