Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o’clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him, they crush those beneath them.
Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.