Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, it is, for that reason, to be of no account?

Death gives us sleep, eternal youth, and immortality.

Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life.

I have made as much out of myself as could be made of the stuff, and no man should require more.

Poverty is the only load which is the heavier the more loved ones there are to assist in bearing it.

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.

There are souls in this world which have the gift of finding joy everywhere and of leaving it behind them when they go.

There is a joy in sorrow which none but a mourner can know.

Every friend is to the other a sun, and a sunflower also. He attracts and follows.

Good actions ennoble us, we are the sons of our own deeds.

It is simpler and easier to flatter people than to praise them.

Live your life and forget your age.

Men, like bullets, go farthest when they are smoothest.

Never write on a subject until you have read yourself full of it.

Only actions give life strength; only moderation gives it charm.

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.

There are souls which fall from heaven like flowers, but ere they bloom are crushed under the foul tread of some brutal hoof.

Variety of mere nothings gives more pleasure than uniformity of something.

What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.

Woman and men of retiring timidity are cowardly only in dangers which affect themselves, but the first to rescue when others are in danger.