Concealment Is The Foe Of

. . . Men Seldom Risk Their Lives Where An Escape Is Without Hope Of Recompense.

I Am Ashamed Of Confessing That I Have Nothing To Confess.

How Little Has Situation To Do With Happiness.

When Young People Are Too Rigidly Sequestered From [the World], Their Lively And Romantic Imaginations Paint It To Them As A Paradise Of Which They Have Been Beguiled; But When They Are Shown It Properly, And In Due Time, They See It Such As It Really Is, Equally Shared By Pain And Pleasure, Hope And Disappointment.

But How Cool, How Quiet Is True Courage!