Being conscious of having done a wicked action leaves stings of remorse behind it, which, like an ulcer in the flesh, makes the mind smart with perpetual wounds; for reason, which chases away all other pains, creates repentance, shames the soul with confusion, and punishes it with torment.
PlutarchWisdom is neither gold, nor silver, nor fame, nor wealth, nor health, nor strength, nor beauty.
Plutarch