Ah, could the soul, like the body, have a mirror! It has,--a friend.

Men often make up in wrath what they want in reason.

The most terrible of all things is terror.

A crowd always thinks with its sympathy, never with its reason.

Common sense is the average sensibility and intelligence of men undisturbed by individual peculiarities.

In the nine heavens are eight Paradises; Where is the ninth one? In the human breast. Only the blessed dwell in th' Paradises, But blessedness dwells in the human breast.

The lower a man descends in his love, the higher he lifts his life.