Reserve may be pride fortified in ice; dignity is worth reposing on truth.

The lower a man descends in his love, the higher he lifts his life.

The flower which we do not pluck is the only one which never loses its beauty or its fragrance.

Beware the deadly fumes of that insane elation Which rises from the cup of mad impiety, And go, get drunk with that divine intoxication Which is more sober far than all sobriety.

Reserve may be pride fortified in ice; dignity is worth reposing on truth.

God hands gifts to some, whispers them to others.

Tears are the tribute of humanity to its destiny.