To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.
Memory always obeys the commands of the heart.
The world is governed by love,--self-love.
Wrong is wrong; no fallacy can hide it, no subterfuge cover it so shrewdly but that the All-Seeing One will discover and punish it.
The personal pronoun "I" should be the coat of arms of some individuals.
Youth is not the era of wisdom; let us therefore have due consideration.