The human heart will never wrinkle

It is sometimes best to slip over thoughts and not go to the bottom of them.

I am persuaded that the greater part of our complaints arise from want of exercise.

If we could have a little patience, we should escape much mortification; time takes away as much as it gives.

We are never satisfied with having done well; and in endeavoring to do better, we do much worse.

The heart has no wrinkles.

. . . long journeys are strange things: if we were always to continue in the same mind we are in at the end of a journey, we should never stir from the place we were then in . . .