The Whimsicalness Of Our Own Humor Is

Self-love Makes Our Friends Appear More Or Less Deserving In Proportion To The Delight We Take In Them, And The Measures By Whichwe Judge Of Their Worth Depend Upon The Manner Of Their Conversing With Us.

We Forgive Just So Long As We Love.

Self-love, As It Happens To Be Well Or Ill Conducted, Constitutes Virtue And Vice.

No Man Deserves To Be Praised For His Goodness, Who Has It Not In His Power To Be Wicked. Goodness Without That Power Is Generally Nothing More Than Sloth, Or An Impotence Of Will.

Gratitude Is Merely The Secret Hope Of Further Favors.