Hunger is never delicate.

Poverty is often concealed in splendor, and often in extravagance. It is the task of many people to conceal their neediness from others. Consequently they support themselves by temporary means, and everyday is lost in contriving for tomorrow.

Guilt once harbored in the conscious breast, intimidates the brave, degrades the great.

Tears are often to be found where there is little sorrow, and the deepest sorrow without any tears.

Those who have no power to judge of past times but by their own, should always doubt their conclusions

Time quickly puts an end to artificial and accidental fame

Shame arises from the fear of men, conscience from the fear of God.