I sometimes wander whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy. >>
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. >>
If we really think that home is elsewhere and that this life is a wand >>
Whoever shall exalt himself shall be abased, and he that humbles himse >>
Pride is seldom delicate; it will please itself with very mean advanta >>
Nothing so obstinately stands in the way of all sorts of progress as p >>
A proud man is always looking down on things and people; and, of course, as long as you're looking down, you can't see something that's above you.