We are all apt to believe what the world believes about us.
As they who make Good luck a god count all unlucky men.
Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts—not to hurt others.
It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.
What is opportunity to the man who can't use it? An unfecundated egg, which the waves of time wash away into nonentity.
It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crops