The beauty seen is partly in him who sees it.
I won’t say ours was a tough school, but we had our own coroner. We used to write essays like ‘What I’m Going to be if I Grow up’.
Our credulity is greatest concerning the things we know least about. And since we know least about ourselves, we are ready to believe all that is said about us. Hence the mysterious power of both flattery and calumny.
There is a time for some things, and a time for all things a time for great things, and a time for small things.
Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, and the hunter home from the hill.
Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest!