No grief reaches the dead. [ Sallust ]

Good luck reaches farther than long arms. [ Proverb ]

God reaches us good things by our own hands. [ Proverb ]

No one reaches a high position without daring. [ Syrus ]

The spell is thine that reaches
The heart, and makes the wisest head its sport;
And there's one rare, strange virtue in thy speeches,
The secret of their mastery - they are short. [ Halleck ]

A death-bed repentance seldom reaches to restitution. [ Junius ]

No law reaches it, but all rightminded people observe it. [ Chamfort ]

Truth reaches her full action by degrees, and not at once. [ Draper ]

All our days travel toward death, and the last one reaches it. [ Montaigne ]

At every stage of life he reaches, man finds himself but a novice. [ Chamfort ]

By ever taking out and never putting in, one soon reaches the bottom. [ Spanish Proverb ]

Of all earthly music, that which reaches the farthest into heaven is the beating of a loving heart. [ H. W. Beecher ]

The affection of young ladies is of as rapid growth as Jack's beanstalk, and reaches up to the sky in a night. [ Thackeray ]

We all drink at the spring of happiness in a fractured vase: when it reaches our lips, there is almost nothing left in it. [ Mme. du Deffand ]

Nature loves nothing solitary, and always reaches out to something, as a support, which ever in the sincerest friend is most delightful. [ Cicero ]

Our favorites are few: since only what rises from the heart reaches it, being caught and carried on the tongues of men wheresoever love and letters journey. [ Alcott ]

It is with books as with women, where a certain plainness of manner and of dress is more engaging than that glare of paint and airs and apparel which may dazzle the eye, but reaches not the affections. [ Hume ]

Men cannot benefit those that are with them as they can benefit those that come after them; and of all the pulpits from which human voice is ever sent forth, there is none from which it reaches so far as from the grave. [ Ruskin ]

Every man, within that inconsiderable figure of his, contains a whole spirit-kingdom and reflex of the All; and, though to the eye but some six standard feet in size, reaches downwards and upwards, unsurveyable, fading into the regions of immensity and eternity. [ Carlyle ]

I see the spectacle of morning from the hilltop over against my house, from daybreak to sunrise, with emotions which an angel might share. The long slender bars of cloud float like fishes in the sea of crimson light. From the earth, as a shore, I look out into that silent sea. I seem to partake its rapid transformations; the active enchantment reaches my dust, and I dilate and conspire with the morning wind. [ Emerson ]