A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dialer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.
Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men.
Authority forgets a dying king.
The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
Life is brief but love is long.
