Nothing is so costly as the pursuit of a cure for imaginary ills.

When you come to be sensibly touched, the scales will fall from your eyes; and by the penetrating eyes of love you will discern that which your other eyes will never see.

Oh! how seldom the soul is silent, in order that God may speak.

That love of self, which the world advocates, is a thousand times more dangerous than any poison.

The greater our dread of crosses, the more necessary they are for us.

Do not make best friends with a melancholy sad soul. They always are heavily loaded, and you must bear half.

Let gratitude for the past inspire us with trust for the future.