Nobody becomes guilty by fate.
No one can long hide behind a mask; the pretense soon lapses into the true character.
Away with the world's opinion of you-it's always unsettled and divided.
It is the fault of youth that it cannot restrain its own impetuosity.
He who has made a fair compact with poverty is rich.
Why will no man confess his faults? Because he continues to indulge in them; a man cannot tell his dream till he wakes.