Crime oft recoils upon the author's head.
If you would judge, understand.
Life is long if you know how to use it.
Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it is ridiculed and rightly.
Not to feel one's misfortunes is not human, not to bear them is not manly.
It is a world of mischief that may be done by a single example of avarice or luxury. One voluptuous palate makes many more.