Cast away care; he that loves sorrow lengthens not a day, nor can he buy tomorrow.
This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.
Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree.
This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it.
A mask of gold hides all deformities.
Age is like love, it cannot be hid.