We cannot heal the throbbing heart till we discern the wounds within.

Dreams are like portraits; and we find they please because they are confessed resemblances.

A master passion is the love of news.

A great lie is like a great fish on dry land; it may fret and fling and make a frightful bother, but it cannot hurt you. You have only to keep still, and it will die of itself.

Anger makes us strong, Blind and impatient, And it leads us wrong; The strength is quickly lost; We feel the error long.

Let's learn to live, for we must die alone.

Fears of sinning let in thoughts of sin.