To save the mind from preying inwardly upon itself, it must be encouraged to some outward pursuit.

... there's nothing but quarreling with the women; it's my belief they like it better than victuals and drink.

Far from having taken any positive step, I have not yet even fommed any resolution.

Never shall I recollect the occasion he gave me of displeasure, without feeling it renewed.

I am tired to death! tired of every thing! I would give the universe for a disposition less difficult to please. Yet, after all, what is there to give pleasure? When one has seen one thing, one has seen every thing.

You must not sneeze. If you have a vehement cold you must take no notice of it; if your nose membranes feel a great irritation you must hold your breath; if a sneeze still insists upon making its way you must oppose it keeping your teeth grinding together; if the violence of the pulse breaks some blood-vessel you must break the blood-vessel -- but not sneeze.

To save the mind from preying inwardly upon itself, it must be encouraged to some outward pursuit. There is no other way to elude apathy, or escape discontent; none other to guard the temper from that quarrel with itself, which ultimately ends in quarreling with all mankind.