Wounds sustained for the sake of conscience carry their own balsam with the blow.
A fool's wild speech confounds the wise.
The paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.
In man's most dark extremity Oft succour dawns from Heaven.
Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.
Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.