We like to see others, but don't like others to see through us.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
Every journalist owes tribute to the evil one.
Nothing weighs on us so heavily as a secret.
Man is ice to truth and fire to falsehood.
What a wonderful thing it is to have a good friend. He identifies your innermost desires, and spares you the embarrassment of disclosing them to him yourself.