People frequently say that so and so died 'died doing what they loved.' I hope that when I die it's right before I was about to do something that I hated to do so I could at least avoid doing it one more time.
Confession is good for the soul only in the sense that a tweed coat is good for dandruff - it is a palliative rather than a remedy.
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.