The mind only knows what lies near the heart, that alone is conscious of our affections. No disease is worse to a sensible man than not to be content with himself.
Hugr einn þat veit er býr hjarta nær einn er hann sér um sefa øng er sótt verri hveim snotrum manni en sér øngu at una
Havamal: 95, Dómi Oðins