But certain winds will make men's temper bad.
Our impartiality is kept for abstract merit and demerit, which none of us ever saw.
I think what we call the dullness of things is a disease in ourselves. Else how could anyone find an intense interest in life? And many do.
Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure.
Those who trust us educate us.
We all remember epochs in our experience when some dear expectation dies, or some new motive is born.