Reason is an historian, but the passions are actors.
Poverty treads close upon the heels of great and unexpected wealth.
There is even the dignity of vice.
There are some women who are flirts upon principle; they consider it their duty to make themselves as pleasing as possible to every one.
There are men who gain from their wealth only the fear of losing it.
That which happens to the soil when it ceases to be cultivated by the social man happens to man himself when he foolishly forsakes society for solitude; the brambles grow up in his desert heart.