What passions cannot music raise or quell?
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
Successful crimes alone are justified.
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
For they conquer who believe they can.
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.