One's conscience reproaches one much more stingingly for one's follies than one's crimes.

Our wishes never seem so little desirable as when on the verge of accomplishment; we draw back instinctively, they look so different from what we expected.

Love ... is a sacred fire that must not be burnt to idols.

One's conscience reproaches one much more stingingly for one's follies than one's crimes.

men change less than is imagined; their after life is only a kaleidescope combination of the elements of their character at the period of adolescence.

People always make mistakes when they fancy themselves exceptions.

Whilst you live a very little religion seems enough; but believe me, it requires a great deal when you come to die.