There is a god within us, and we have intercourse with heaven. That spirit comes from abodes on high.
This letter gives me a tongue; and were I not allowed to write, I should be dumb.
Time is a stream which glides smoothly on and is past before we know.
To dismiss a guest is a more ungracious act than not to admit him at all.
We are all bound thither; we are hastening to the same common goal. Black death calls all things under the sway of its laws.
What a lady says to an eager lover he may write in the wind, or in running water.
The pleasure that is granted to me from a sense of duty ceases to be a pleasure at all.
The vulgar crowd values friends according to their usefulness
There is a good deal in a man's mode of eating.
Those dreams are true which we have in the morning, as the lamp begins to flicker.
Time is generally the best doctor.
To feel our ills is one thing, but to cure them is another.
We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those denied us.
What happened then was most incredible: the wefts turned green; and all the hanging cloth began to sprout with boughs, as ivy does; a part became grapevines; where threads had been, now twining tendrils grew; along the warp, vine leaves began to sprout; the purple hue that had adorned rich fabrics passed into a purple hue that colored clustered grapes.
The poet?s labors are a work of joy, and require peace of mind.
The wild boar is often held by a small dog.
There is more refreshment and stimulation in a nap, even of the briefest, than in all the alcohol ever distilled.
Those gifts are always the most acceptable that owe their value to the giver.
Time is the devourer of all things.
To give requires good sense.
We are charmed by neatness of person; let not thy hair be out of order.