Heaven and earth fight in vain against a dunce!
We are too prone to find fault; let us look for some of the perfections.
Time consecrates; and what is gray with age becomes religion.
Emulation is a noble and just passion, full of appreciation.
The man who fears nothing is as powerful as he who is feared by everybody.
I follow my heart, for I can trust it.
Fear of death is worse than dying.
Virtue has her heroes too As well as Fame and Fortune.
Stubbornness is not firmness.
Fate always wins, for our own heart within us Imperiously furthers its designs.
Secrecy is for the happy, – misery, hopeless misery, needs no veil; under a thousand suns it dares act openly.
Satisfy a few to please many is bad.
The dream is short, repentance long.
To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human kindness.
An axe at home saves hiring a carpenter.
In a narrow circle the mind contracts. Man grows with his expanded needs.
There is more to life than just existing and having a pleasant time.
Day’s lustrous eyes grow heavy in sweet death.
Eternity gives nothing back of what one leaves out of the minutes.
Accursed be he who plays with the devil.