Injustice is a sixth sense, and rouses all the others.
What we buy, and pay for, is part of ourselves.
... the evil that comes out of your lips, into your own bosom will fall.
But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?
A poverty that is universal may be cheerfully borne; it is an individual poverty that is painful and humiliating.
One should not run on a new road.