For a crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love..

In one and the same fire, clay grows hard and wax melts..

A bad man is worse when he pretends to be a saint..

It's not what we eat but what we digest that makes us strong; not what we gain but what we save that makes us rich; not what we read but what we reme….