You've tried to reform what will not learn. Shut doors on traits that you wish were dead; They will open a window and return.

Man is so made that when anything fires his soul, impossibilities vanish.

One returns to the place one came from.

Let ignorance talk as it will, learning has its value.

Often we find our own destiny on the same roads that we have been avoiding.

We love good looks rather than what is practical, Though good looks may prove destructive.

You've tried to reform what will not learn. Shut doors on traits that you wish were dead; They will open a window and return.