Teach self-denial and make its practice pleasure, and you can create for the world a destiny more sublime that ever issued from the brain of the wildest dreamer.
We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.
But with morning cool repentance came.
Mellow nuts have the hardest rind.
I will but confess the sins of my green cloak to my grey friar's frock, and all shall be well again.
Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief.