It is a common thing to screw up justice to the pitch of an injury. A man may be over-righteous, and why not over-grateful, too? There is a mischievous excess that borders so close upon ingratitude that it is no easy matter to distinguish the one from the other; but, in regard that there is good-will in the bottom of it, however distempered; for it is effectually but kindness out of the wits.

Men's language is as their lives.

No one can long hide behind a mask; the pretense soon lapses into the true character.

True happiness is...to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future.

Every journey has an end.

Where fear is, happiness is not.

Wisdom allows nothing to be good that will not be so forever; no man to be happy but he that needs no other happiness than what he has within himself; no man to be great or powerful that is not master of himself.