He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.
That is not the best sermon which makes the hearers go away talking to one another and praising the speaker, but which makes them go away thoughtful and serious, and hastening to be alone.
I have a bone to pick with Fate
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time.
Welcome ever smiles, and farewell goes out sighing.
When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.