We Often Act Treacherously More From Weakness

We Cannot Possibly Imagine The Variety Of Contradictions In Every Heart.

Happiness Does Not Consist In Things Themselves But In The Relish We Have Of Them; And A Man Has Attained It When He Enjoys What He Loves And Desires Himself, And Not What Other People Think Lovely And Desirable.

Our Merit Gains Us The Esteem Of The Virtuous-our Star That Of The Public.

Ideas Often Flash Across Our Minds More Complete Than We Could Make Them After Much Labor.

People Always Complain About Their Memories, Never About Their Minds.