Earnestness is the devotion of all the faculties.
We trifle when we assign limits to our desires, since nature hath set none.
Mortal beauty stings while it delights.
Books are embalmed minds.
There is no tyrant like custom, and no freedom where its edicts are not resisted.
Dishonest people conceal their faults from themselves as well as others, honest people know and confess them.