Cats don't caress us-they caress themselves on us.
Reason is the historian, but passions are the actors.
The world is governed by love,--self-love.
Man spends his life in reasoning on the past, in complaining of the present, in fearing future.
Poverty treads close upon the heels of great and unexpected wealth.
The cunning tempter, by avoiding the grossness of vice, often silences objections.