Let me take up your metaphor. Friendship is a vase, which, when it is flawed by heat or violence or accident, may as well be broken at once; it can never be trusted after. The more graceful and ornamental it was, the more clearly do we discern the hopelessness of restoring it to its former state. Coarse stones, if they are fractured, may be cemented again; precious stones, never.

Delay in justice is injustice.

Many love music but for music's sake, Many because her touches can awake Thoughts that repose within the breast half-dead, And rise to follow where she loves to lead. What various feelings come from days gone by! What tears from far-off sources dim the eye! Few, when light fingers with sweet voices play, And melodies swell, pause, and melt away, Mind how at every touch, at every tone, A spark of life hath glistened and hath gone.

I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.

Experience is our only teacher both in war and peace.

The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.

In honest truth, a name given to a man is no better than a skin given to him; what is not natively his own falls off and comes to nothing.