Old Age Deprives The Intelligent Man Only

It May Be Said That It Is With Our Thoughts As With Our Flowers. Those Whose Expression Is Simple Carry Their Seed With Them; Those That Are Double By Their Richness And Pomp Charm The Mind, But Produce Nothing.

The Idea Of The Nest In The Bird's Mind, Where Does It Come From?

Who Ever Has No Fixed Opinions Has No Constant Feelings.

Good Impulses Are Naught, Unless They Become Good Actions.

The Beautiful Invariably Possesses A Visible And A Hidden Beauty; And It Is Certain That No Style Is So Beautiful As That Which Presents To The Attentive Reader A Half-hidden Meaning.