It is a youthful failing to be unable to control one's impulses.
No one's so old that he mayn't with decency hope for one more day.
He, who holds out but a doubtful hope of succour to the afflicted, denies it.
The guilt of enforced crimes lies on those who impose them.
That grief is light which can take counsel.
The acquisition of riches has been to many not an end to their miseries, but a change in them: The fault is not in the riches, but the disposition.