Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
Hope is incredible to the slave of grief.
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another's woe.
Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive