The first and greatest punishment of the sinner is the conscience of sin.
Golden roofs break men's rest.
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?
Even after a bad harvest there must be sowing.
Be not dazzled by beauty, but look for those inward qualities which are lasting.
Who can hope for nothing, should despair for nothing.