“Believe me, every man has his secret sorrows, which the world knows not; and oftimes we call a man cold when he is only sad.”

“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”

“Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.”

“Every man has some reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends. He has others which he would not reveal even to his friends, but only to himself, and that in secret. But finally there are still others which a man is even afraid to tell himself, and every decent man has a considerable number of such things stored away. That is, one can even say that the more decent he is, the greater the number of such things in his mind.”

“There are certain things in a man's past which he does not divulge to everybody but, perhaps, only to his friends. Again there are certain things he will not divulge even to his friends; he will divulge them perhaps only to himself, and that, too, as a secret. But, finally, there are things which he is afraid to divulge even to himself, and every decent man has quite an accumulation of such things in his mind. I can put it even this way: the more decent a man is, the larger will the number of such things be.”

“A smart man only believes half of what he hears, a wise man knows which half.”