Our feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell; like the glaciers, which are transparent and rosy-hued only at sunrise and sunset. Jean Paul.
Our first ideas of life are generally taken from fiction rather than fact. Schopenhauer.
Our flatterers are our worst enemies. Pr.
Our friends see not our faults, or conceal them, or soften them. Addison.
Our God is a household God, as well as a 5 heavenly one. He has an altar in every man's dwelling; let men look to it when they rend it lightly, and pour out its ashes. Ruskin.
Our grand business is not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand. Carlyle.
Our greatest, being also by nature our quietest, are perhaps those that remain unknown. Carlyle.
Our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. Goldsmith.
Our greatest misfortunes come to us from ourselves. Rousseau.
Our hand we open of our own free will, and the 10 good flies which we can never recall. Goethe.