I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide.
I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.