We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.
A fine quotation is a diamond in the hand of a man of wit and a pebble in the hand of a fool.
It is a very rare thing for a man of talent to succeed by his talent.
Reason guides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false, and passion, good or bad.
A fine quotation is a diamond on the finger of a man of wit, and a pebble in the hand of a fool.