“A person can’t help their birth.”

Kindnesses are easily forgotten; but injuries! what worthy man does not keep those in mind?

Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children.

I believe that remorse is the least active of all a man’s moral senses.

The pipe draws wisdom from the lips of the philosopher, and shuts up the mouth of the foolish; it generates a style of conversation, contemplative, thoughtful, benevolent, and unaffected.

People who do not know how to laugh are always pompous and self-conceited.

Frequent the company of your betters.

Bravery never goes out of fashion.

In the midst of friends, home, and kind parents, she was alone.

Next to eating good dinners, a healthy man with a benevolent turn of mind, must like, I think, to read about them.

There is a skeleton in every house.

Under the magnetism of friendship the modest man becomes bold; the shy, confident; the lazy, active; and the impetuous, prudent and peaceful.

Money has only a different value in the eyes of each.

Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied?

If thou hast never been a fool, be sure thou wilt never be a wise man.

Next to excellence is the appreciation of it.

The moral world has no particular objection to vice, but an insuperable repugnance to hearing vice called by its proper name.

Virtue is the fount whence honour springs.

One isn’t born one’s self. One is born with a mass of expectations, a mass of other people’s ideas – and you have to work through it all.

Successful people aren’t born that way. They become successful by establishing the habit of doing things unsuccessful people don’t like to do. The successful people don’t always like these things themselves; they just get on and do them.

The body without soul is no longer at the sacrifice. At the day of death it come to rebirth. The divine spirit will make the soul rejoice seeing the eternity of the world.

Tear me open and I will bleed in your name. My heart aches from your absence, but in the aching and breaking is where my art is born.

You’ll never be able to silence the woman who was born to write.

In Germany, a new sect shall be born which shall renew ancient pagan times.

I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.