Why do we discover faults so much more readily than perfection. >>
There is nobody who is not dangerous for someone. >>
If we could have a little patience, we should escape much mortificatio >>
Let me look upward into the branches of the flowering oak and know tha >>
Nothing great is created suddenly, any more than a bunch of grapes or >>
Let this be understood, then, at starting; that the patient conquest o >>
If we could have a little patience, we should escape much mortification; time takes away as much as it gives.