Affection exaggerates its own offenses.
Alas! we give our own coloring to the actions of others.
The fearless make their own way.
The truth is, we like to talk over our disasters, because they are ours; and others like to listen, because they are not theirs.
We need to suffer, that we may learn to pity.
Whatever people in general do not understand, they are al ways prepared to dislike; the incomprehensible is always the obnoxious.