You may suppress natural propensities by force, but they will be certain to re-appear.
Content with his past life, let him take leave of life like a satiated guest.
The mind that is cheerful in its present state, will be averse to all solicitude as to the future, and will meet the bitter occurrences of life with a placid smile.
Faults are soon copied.
It is not permitted that we should know everything.
Our years Glide silently away. No tears, No loving orisons repair The wrinkled cheek, the whitening hair That drop forgotten to the tomb.