Dishonest people conceal their faults from themselves as well as others, honest people know and confess them.

Pleasure and pain spring not so much from the nature of things, as from our manner of considering them. Pleasure, especially, is never an invariable effect of particular circumstances.

Care, admitted as guest, quickly turns to be master.

Our first and last love is self-love.

Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.

Successful love takes a load off our hearts, and puts it upon our shoulders.

Contentment is not happiness. An oyster may be contented. Happiness is compounded of richer elements.