A sigh can shatter a castle in the air.
The lower a man descends in his love, the higher he lifts his life.
A fretful fancy is constantly flinging its possessor into gratuitous tophets.
God hands gifts to some, whispers them to others.
Polite beggary is too common.
Beware the deadly fumes of that insane elation Which rises from the cup of mad impiety, And go, get drunk with that divine intoxication Which is more sober far than all sobriety.