To forgive all is as inhuman as to forgive none
He may as well not thank at all, who thanks when none are by.
Everything may happen.
If you are surprised at the number of our maladies, count our cooks.
Light is that grief which counsel can allay.
I will govern my life and thoughts as if the whole world were to see the one and read the other, for what does it signify to make anything a secret to my neighbor, when to God, who is the searcher of our hearts, all our privacies are open?