Never trust your tongue when your heart is bitter.
Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, roll darkly down the torrent of his fate.
All envy is proportionate to desire; we are uneasy at the attainments of another, according as we think our own happiness would be advanced by the addition of that which he withholds from us.
Confidence is a plant of slow growth; especially in an aged bosom
Where secrecy or mystery begins, vice or roguery is not far off.
He that pines with hunger, is in little care how others shall be fed. The poor man is seldom studious to make his grandson rich.