Guilt upon the conscience, like rust upon iron, both defiles and consumes it, gnawing and creeping into it, as that does which at last eats out the very heart and substance of the metal.
A man's life is an appendix to his heart.
A true friend is the gift of God, and He only who made hearts can unite them.
Flints may be melted - we see it daily - but an ungrateful heart cannot be; not by the strongest and noblest flame.
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