There Are People Who In Spite Of

There Are No Accidents So Unlucky From Which Clever People Are Not Able To Reap Some Advantage, And None So Lucky That The Foolish Are Not Able To Turn Them To Their Own Disadvantage.

Praise Is A More Ingenious, Concealed, And Subtle Kind Of Flattery, That Satisfies Both The Giver And The Receiver, Though By Verydifferent Ways. The One Accepts It As A Reward Due To His Merit; The Other Gives It That He May Be Looked Upon As A Just And Discerning Person.

The Desire Of Appearing Clever Often Prevents Our Becoming So.

A Man Is Sometimes Better Off Deceived About The One He Loves, Than Undeceived.

It Is Easier To Understand Mankind In General Than Any Individual Man.