Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad

Every man is his own ancestor, and every man is his own heir. He devises his own future, and he inherits his own past.

In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.

Every man has three characters - that which he exhibits, that which he has, and that which he thinks he has.

As unto the bow the cord is, / So unto the man is woman; / Though she bends him, she obeys him, / Though she draws him, yet she follows; / Useless each without the other!