It's a vice to trust all, and equally a vice to trust none.

The true felicity of life is to be free from anxieties and pertubations; to understand and do our duties to God and man, and to enjoy the present without any serious dependence on the future.

It is sweet to mingle tears with tears; Griefs, where they wound in solitude, Wound more deeply.

Whatever begins, also ends.

Do the best you can . . . enjoy the present . . . rest satisfied with what you have.

The road by precepts is tedious, by example, short and efficacious.

We are always complaining that our days are few, and acting as though there would be no end to them.