The Mind Is But Too Naturally Prone

To Nobody, Then, Will I Write My Journal! Since To Nobody Can I Be Wholly Unreserved, To Nobody Can I Reveal Every Thought, Every Wish Of My Heart, With The Most Unlimited Confidence, The Most Unremitting Sincerity, To The End Of My Life!

Childhood Is Never Troubled With Foresight.

Concealment Is The Foe Of Tranquility.

To Save The Mind From Preying Inwardly Upon Itself, It Must Be Encouraged To Some Outward Pursuit. There Is No Other Way To Elude Apathy, Or Escape Discontent; None Other To Guard The Temper From That Quarrel With Itself, Which Ultimately Ends In Quarreling With All Mankind.

You Must Not Sneeze. If You Have A Vehement Cold You Must Take No Notice Of It; If Your Nose Membranes Feel A Great Irritation You Must Hold Your Breath; If A Sneeze Still Insists Upon Making Its Way You Must Oppose It Keeping Your Teeth Grinding Together; If The Violence Of The Pulse Breaks Some Blood-vessel You Must Break The Blood-vessel -- But Not Sneeze.