The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.
Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education they grow firm there, firm as weeds among stones.
If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.