Fear of death is worse than dying.
Not he who scorns the Saviour's yoke Should wear his cross upon the heart.
Revenge is barren of itself: it is the dreadful food it feeds on; its delight is murder, and its end is despair.
Heaven and earth fight in vain against a dunce!
Many a smiling face hides a mourning heart; but grief alone teaches us what we are.
When the wine goes in, strange things come out.