Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put it's trust in life!

Woe to the unlucky man who as a child is taught, even as a portion of his creed, what his grown reason must forswear.

Wretched indeed is the man who in the course of a long life hasn't learned that death is nothing to be feared.

Anyone who does not love Him Who made man has not learned to love man aright.

The worst lesson that can be taught a man is to rely upon others and to whine over his sufferings.

The worst lesson that can be taught to a man is to rely upon others and to whine over his sufferings.

A man does not recover from such devotion of the heart to such a woman! He ought not; he does not.

A man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you.

Man's worst ill is stubbornness of heart.

Take hope from the heart of man and you make him a beast of prey.

(D)espair never lives long in young hearts

Eye hath not seen, tongue hath not told, And ear hath not heard it sung, How buoyant and bold, though it seem to grow old, Is the heart, forever young; — Forever young, — though life's old age Hath every nerve unstrung: The heart, the heart, is a heritage That keeps the old man young!