Money is like manure, of very little use except it be spread. |
This communicating of a man's self to his friend works two contrary effects; for it redoubleth joys, and cutteth griefs in half. |
Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid. |
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested. |
A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green. |
We cannot command Nature except by obeying her. |
The joys of parents are secret, and so are their grieves and fears. |
Fashion is only the attempt to realize art in living forms and social intercourse. |
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom. |