The vulgar herd estimate friendship by its advantages. [Lat., Vulgus amicitias utilitate probat.]

My hopes are not always realized, but I always hope.

A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace.

Quarrels are the dowry which married folk bring one another.

Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.

Make the workmanship surpass the materials.

Love is no assignment for cowards.

Happy is the man who has broken the chains which hurt the mind, and has given up worrying once and for all.

The man who has experienced shipwreck shudders even at a calm sea.

Dripping water hollows out stone, not through force but through persistence.

If you want to be loved, be lovable.

We are the kind of Love Story that keeps souls awake at night and causes hearts to have stage fright.

Reflection may be essential to a scholar, but it’s taboo in social intercourse.

What matters most, is not how my end happens, or if it happens now. What I care about in this instant, is that she knows how much I love her—that I lived long enough to have her love me back.

We have tried to run from our love, but our souls crave this magic.

But the desire of obtaining the advantages, and of escaping the burdens, of political society, is a perpetual and inexhaustible source of discord.

The Obama experiment has failed.

There’s just something hypnotic about maps.

I love her. My piano. play the sh*t outta her.

At day's first light have in readiness, against disinclination to leave your bed, the thought that "I am rising for the work of man."

Men forget, but never forgive; women forgive, but never forget.