Weaklings must lie.

A sky full of silent suns.

A scholar knows no boredom.

Live your life and forget your age.

The look of a king is itself a deed.

Despair is the only genuine atheism.

Paradise is always where love dwells.

Joys are our wings, sorrows our spurs.

Repetition is the mother of education.

Age doesn't matter, unless your cheese.

The miracle on earth are the laws of heaven.

In women everything is heart, even the head.

Be great in act, as you have been in thought.

A loving maiden grows unconsciously more bold.

It is easy to flatter; it is harder to praise.

Age does not matter if the matter does not age.

Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life.

Remembrances last longer than present realities.

Art is indeed not the bread but the wine of life.

Love lessens woman's delicacy and increases man's.

The German language is the organ among the languages.

Death gives us sleep, eternal youth, and immortality.

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

Men, like bullets, go farthest when they are smoothest.

Good actions ennoble us, we are the sons of our own deeds.

It is easier and handier for men to flatter than to praise.

There is a joy in sorrow which none but a mourner can know.

Nothing is more beautiful than cheerfulness in an old face.

Education should bring to light the ideal of the individual.

A variety of nothing is superior to a monotony of something.

Romanticism is beauty without bounds-the beautiful infinite.

You prove your worth with your actions, not with your mouth.

The end we aim at must be known, before the way can be made.

Humankind's chief fault is that they have so many small ones.

Every man regards his own life as the New Year's Eve of time.

As a man grows older it is harder and harder to frighten him.

It is not great, but little good-haps that make up happiness.

God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.

It is simpler and easier to flatter people than to praise them.

Only actions give life strength; only moderation gives it charm.

Never write on a subject until you have read yourself full of it.

Passion makes the best observations and the sorriest conclusions.

Only deeds give strength to life, only moderation gives it charm.

What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.

Each departed friend is a magnet that attracts us to the next world.

Sleep, riches, and health, to be truly enjoyed, must be interrupted.

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.

Ah! The seasons of love roll not backward but onward, downward forever.

Laughing cheerfulness throws the light of day on all the paths of life.

It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope.

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