A good cook is the peculiar gift of the gods. He must be a perfect creature from the brain to the palate, from the palate to the finger's end.

Everything that looks to the future elevates human nature.

Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.

I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.

Hope is the mother of faith.

States, like men, have their growth, their manhood, their decrepitude, their decay.

Children are what the mothers are.