Truth is a fruit that can only be picked when it is very ripe.
History is a pack of lies we play on the dead.
Persistence with patience and prayer pays with profits, prosperity and peace of mind.
Why, since we are always complaining of our ills, are we constantly employed in redoubling them?
Dare to think for yourself.
Men are in general so tricky, so envious, and so cruel that when we find one who is only weak, we are too happy.