No book can be so good, as to be profitable when negligently read.

What's the good of dragging up sufferings which are over, of being unhappy now just because you were then.

Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and the thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not, and what beyond is in Eternity.

Some there are that torment themselves afresh with the memory of what is past; others, again, afflict themselves with the apprehension of evils to come; and very ridiculously both - for the one does not now concern us, and the other not yet ... One should count each day as a separate life.

He who receives a benefit with gratitude, repays the first installment of it.

We are at best but stewards of what we falsely call our own; yet avarice is so insatiable that it is not in the power of liberality to content it.

Dangerous is wrath concealed. Hatred proclaimed doth lose its chance of wreaking vengeance.