Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.

Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release.

We sometimes congratulate ourselves.

But this had been a sin of passion, not of principle, nor even purpose.

Insincerity in a man's own heart must make all his enjoyments, all that concerns him, unreal; so that his whole life must seem like a merely dramatic representation.

No summer ever came back, and no two summers ever were alike. Times change, and people change; and if our hearts do not change as readily, so much the worse for us.

Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.