We may take Fancy for a companion, but must follow Reason as our guide.

Misery and shame are nearly allied.

Paradise Lost is a book that, once put down, is very hard to pick up again.

Falsehoods of convenience or vanity, falsehoods from which no evil immediately visible ensues, except the general degradation of human testimony, are very lightly uttered, and once uttered are sullenly supported.

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.

We consider ourselves as defective in memory, either because we remember less than we desire, or less than we suppose others to remember.

Men are most powerfully affected by those evils which themselves feel, or which appear before their own eyes.