Never Cut What You Can Untie.

Grief - Happiness Is To Feel That One's Soul Is Good; There Is No Other, In Truth, And This Kind Of Happiness May Exist Even In Sorrow, So That There Are Griefs Perfable To Every Joy, And Such As Would Be Preferred By All Those Who Have Felt Them.

Old Age Deprives The Intelligent Man Only Of Qualities Useless To Wisdom.

Our Worries Always Come From Our Weaknesses.

We May Convince Others By Our Arguements, But We Can Only Persuade Them By Their Own

I Resemble The Poplar,--that Tree Which, Even When Old, Still Looks Young.