Everyone knows that in most people's estimation, to do anything cooly is to do it genteelly.

The only true infidelity is for a live man to vote himself dead.

To treat of human actions is to deal wholly with second causes.

Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

The terrors of truth and dart of death To faith alike are vain.

Nothing may help or heal While Amor incensed remembers wrong.

Amity itself can only be maintained by reciprocal respect, and true friends are punctilious equals.

A laughs the wisest, easiest answer to all that's queer.

Man, in the ideal, is so noble and so sparkling, such a grand and glowing creature, that over any ignominious blemish in him all his fellows should run to throw their costliest robes.

Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.