Hope is the last thing that dies in man; and though it be exceedingly deceitful, yet it is of this good use to us, that while we are traveling through life it conducts us in an easier and more pleasant way to our journey's end.

There are many predicaments in life that one must be a bit crazy to escape from.

We are almost always wearied in the company of persons with whom we are not permitted to be weary.

Narrow minds think nothing right that is above their own capacity.

There are but very few men clever enough to know all the mischief they do.

There are few people who would not be ashamed of being loved when they love no longer.

There is a sort of love whose very excessiveness prevents the lover's being jealous.