Only add

Deeds to thy knowledge answerable, add faith,
Add virtue, patience, temperance, add love,
By name to come call’d charity, the soul
Of all the rest:  then wilt thou not be loath
To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess
A Paradise within thee, happier far. 

          
                          —­Milton.

Take heed lest passion sway
Thy judgment to do aught which else free-will
Would not admit. 

          
                          —­Milton.

Confidence.—­Whatever distrust we may have of the sincerity of those who converse with us, we always believe they will tell us more truth than they do to others.—­La ROCHEFOUCAULD.

Never put much confidence in such as put no confidence in others.—­Hare.

When young, we trust ourselves too much, and we trust others too little when old.  Rashness is the error of youth, timid caution of age.  Manhood is the isthmus between the two extremes; the ripe and fertile season of action, when alone we can hope to find the head to contrive, united with the hand to execute.—­Colton.

He who believes in nobody knows that he himself is not to be trusted.  —­Auerbach.

Trust not him that hath once broken faith.—­Shakespeare.

People have generally three epochs in their confidence in man.  In the first they believe him to be everything that is good, and they are lavish with their friendship and confidence.  In the next, they have had experience, which has smitten down their confidence, and they then have to be careful not to mistrust every one, and to put the worst construction upon everything.  Later in life, they learn that the greater number of men have much more good in them than bad, and that even when there is cause to blame, there is more reason to pity than condemn; and then a spirit of confidence again awakens within them.  —­FREDRIKA Bremer.

Trust him little who praises all, him less who censures all, and him least who is indifferent about all.—­Lavater.

Conscience.—­Conscience is a clock which, in one man, strikes aloud and gives warning; in another, the hand points silently to the figure, but strikes not.  Meantime, hours pass away, and death hastens, and after death comes judgment.—­Jeremy Taylor.

Oh!  Conscience!  Conscience!  Man’s most faithful friend,
Him canst thou comfort, ease, relieve, defend: 
But if he will thy friendly checks forego,
Thou art, oh! wo for me, his deadliest foe! 

          
                          —­Crabbe.

In the commission of evil, fear no man so much as thyself; another is but one witness against thee, thou art a thousand; another thou mayest avoid, thyself thou canst not.  Wickedness is its own punishment.  —­Quarles.