“The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark its intention.”

The life given us, by nature is short; but the memory of a well-spent life is eternal.

What is dishonorably got, is dishonorably squandered.

A happy life consists in tranquility of mind.

What one has, one ought to use; and whatever he does, he should do with all his might.

The fruit of too much liberty is slavery.

Natural ability without education has more often raised a man to glory and virtue than education without natural ability.

It is the peculiar quality of a fool to perceive the faults of others and to forget his own.

Where is there dignity unless there is honesty?

Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.

For books are more than books, they are the life, the very heart and core of ages past, the reason why men worked and died, the essence and quintessence of their lives.

Few are those who wish to be endowed with virtue rather than to seem so.

A room without books is like a body without a soul.

I prefer the most unfair peace to the most righteous war.

The life of the dead is placed on the memories of the living. The love you gave in life keeps people alive beyond their time. Anyone who was given love will always live on in another’s heart.

For the whole life of a philosopher is, as the same philosopher says, a meditation on death.

The shifts of fortune test the reliability of friends.

Cities and Thrones and Powers Stand in Time’s eye, Almost as long as flowers, Which daily die.

From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.

Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.

The glory of the garden lies in more than meets the eye.

When I could not see the light with my blind eyes, I blamed not my eyes, but the sun.

A writing may be lost; a lie may be written; but what the eye has seen is truth and remains in the mind!

Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.

Loneliness is the first thing which God’s eye named not good.