I can be on guard against my enemies, but God deliver me from my friends! - Charlotte Brontë

But what is so headstrong as youth? What so blind as inexperience?

I remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitments, awaited those who had the courage to go forth into it's expanse, to seek real knowledge of life amidst it's perils.

If all the world hated you, and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved you, and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.