I do not know if she was the virtuous, but she was ugly, and with a woman that is half the battle

Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle

He only profits from praise who values criticism

Poverty sits by the cradle of all our great men, and rocks them up to manhood; and this meager foster-mother remains their faithful companion throughout life

Woman is at once apple and serpent

Oh, what lies there are in kisses

Experience is a good school, but the fees are high

Music played at weddings always reminds me of the music played for soldiers before they go into battle

Human misery is too great for men to do without faith

The fundamental evil of the world arose from the fact that the good Lord has not created money enough