The head does not know how to play the part of the heart for long.

It often happens that things come into the mind in a more finished form than could have been achieved after much study.

Men are often so foolish as to boast and value themselves upon their passions, even those that are most vicious. But envy is a passion so full of cowardice and shame that no one every ever had the confidence to own it.

A man is perhaps ungrateful, but often less chargeable with ingratitude than his benefactor is.

Sometimes a fool has talent, but never judgment.

The heart is forever making the head its fool.

The sicknesses of the soul have their ups and downs like those of the body; what we take to be a cure is most often merely a respite or change of disease.