It is easy to go down into Hell...; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - -there's the rub.

May the countryside and the gliding valley streams content me. Lost to fame, let me love river and woodland.

I have known sorrow and learned to aid the wretched.

That man is the most loyal who aims at the noblest motive, and that motive the public good.

Hug the shore; let others try the deep.

A fault is fostered by concealment.

Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.