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

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

Age does not matter if the matter does not age.

Every man regards his own life as the New Year's Eve of time.

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

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

The miracle on earth are the laws of heaven.

Strong characters are brought out by change of situation, and gentle ones by permanence.

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

You prove your worth with your actions, not with your mouth.

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

Like a morning dream, life becomes more and more bright the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.

Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.

Two aged men, that had been foes for life, Met by a grave, and wept - and in those tears They washed away the memory of their strife; Then wept again the loss of all those years.

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

The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world, but, as in whispering galleries, they are clearly heard at the end, and by posterity.

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

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

For sleep, riches and health to be truly enjoyed, they must be interrupted.

Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness, or else forgiving another.

Courage consists not in blindly overlooking danger, but in seeing it, and conquering 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.

Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him.

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

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.

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

Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life.

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

Whenever, at a party, I have been in the mood to study fools, I have always looked for a great beauty: they always gather round her like flies around a fruit stall.

We learn our virtues from our friends who love us; our faults from the enemy who hates us. We cannot easily discover our real character from a friend. He is a mirror, on which the warmth of our breath impedes the clearness of the reflection.

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

The conscience of children is formed by the influences that surround them; their notions of good and evil are the result of the moral atmosphere they breathe.

Beauty attracts us men; but if, like an armed magnet it is pointed, beside, with gold and silver, it attracts with tenfold power.

No rest is worth anything except the rest that is earned.

Weaklings must lie.

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

God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.

As winter strips the leaves from around us, so that we may see the distant regions they formerly concealed, so old age takes away our enjoyments only to enlarge the prospect of the coming eternity.

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

Death gives us sleep, eternal youth, and immortality.

Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.