There is nothing which we receive with so much reluctance as advice.

What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.

The ways of heaven are dark and intricate;Puzzled in mazes, and perplext with errors.

There is nothing that makes its way more directly into the soul than beauty.

Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves.

We all of us complain of the shortness of time, saith Seneca, and yet have much more than we know what to do with. Our lives, says he, are spent either in doing nothing at all, or in doing nothing to the purpose, or in doing nothing that we ought to do: we are always complaining our days are few, and acting as though there would no end of them."- On the Right Use of Time