A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man. |
It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations. |
Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own. |
Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has plenty; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some. |
There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast. |
One always begins to forgive a place as soon as it's left behind. |
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else. |
Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade. |
There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor. |
Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart. |