We tire of those pleasures we take, but never of those we give.
The happiness of the tender heart is increased by what it can take away from the wretchedness of others.
Nothing for preserving the body like having no heart.
That experience which does not make us better makes us worse.
The most exacting jailer is our own conscience.
Those virtues which cost us dear prove that we love God; those which are easy to us prove that He loves us.