Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief.

But woe awaits a country when She sees the tears of bearded men.

The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.

Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties of life.

Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake.

Adversity is, to me at least, a tonic and a bracer.

Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.