"Look into your own heart and write!" said Herr Cant; and earth's cuckoos echoed the cry.

Look into the Rhine where it is deepest, and the Thames where it is thickest, and paint the bottom.

Lower a bucket into a well of self-deception, and what comes up must be immortal truth, mustn't it?
Now, in the first place, no son of Adam ever reads his own heart at all, except by the habit acquired, and the light gained, from some years perusal of other hearts; and even then, with his acquired sagacity and reflected light, he can but spell and decipher his own heart, not read it fluently.

Half way to Sevenbergen Gerard looked into his own heart, and asked it why he was going to Sevenbergen.

His heart replied without a moment's hesitation, "We are going out of curiosity to know why she jilted us, and to show her it has not broken our hearts, and that we are quite content with our honours and our benefice in prospectu, and don't want her nor ally of her fickle sex." He soon found out Peter Brandt's cottage; and there sat a girl in the doorway, plying her needle, and a stalwart figure leaned on a long bow and talked to her.