The experiences show us just as we are; they make us see our own defects.

Do the duty which lies nearest to thee.

He who is plenteously provided for from within needs but little from without.

The little that is completed, vanishes from the sight of one who looks forward to what is still to do.

Distance... is like futurity. A dim vastness is spread before our souls; the perceptions of our mind are as obscure as those of our vision... But alas! when we have attained our object, when the distant 'there' becomes the present 'here,' all is changed; we are as poor and circumscribed as ever, and our souls still languish for unattainable happiness.

No prudent antagonist thinks light of his adversaries.

Can a sparrow know how a stork feels?