What I have to say is far more important than how long my eyelashes are.

He that would soothe sorrow must not argue on the vanity of the most deceitful hopes.

To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.

Fortune may raise up or abuse the ordinary mortal, but the sage and the soldier should have minds beyond her control.

The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.

November's sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear.