We are very far from always knowing our own wishes.
We are sometimes as different from ourselves as we are from others.
No matter how brilliant an action, it should not be considered great unless it was the result of a great motive.
It is great folly to wish to be wise all alone.
Perhaps being old is having lighted rooms inside your head, and people in them, acting. People you know, yet can't quite name.
If we never flattered ourselves we should have but scant pleasure.