A house of which one knew every room wasn't worth living in |
A house of which one knew every room wasn't worth living in |
Every time one sees a relative one finds a thorn |
If we want everything to remain as it is, it will be necessary for everything to change. |
If you want things to stay as they are, things will have to change |
The faculty of self-deception, essential requisite for anyone wanting to guide others |
The faculty of self-deception, essential requisite for anyone wanting to guide others |
The young feel sorrows much more sharply that the old; the latter are nearer the safety net |
To rage and mock is gentlemanly, to grumble and whine is not |
While there's death, there's hope |