Worldly wealth is the Devil's bait; and those whose minds feed upon riches recede, in general, from real happiness, in proportion as their stores increase, as the moon, when she is fullest, is farthest from the sun.

If you like not my writing, go read something else.

Melancholy can be overcome only by melancholy.

Let thy fortune be what it will, 'tis thy mind alone that makes thee poor or rich, miserable or happy.

Be not solitary, be not idle

Old friends become bitter enemies on a sudden for toys and small offenses.

No rule is so general, which admits not some exception.