What Is Perfectly True Is Perfectly Witty.

If We Had No Faults, We Would Not Derive So Much Pleasure From Noting Those Of Other People.

Those Who Are Incapable Of Committing Great Crimes Do Not Readily Suspect Them In Others.

To Praise Great Actions Is In Some Sense To Share Them.

It Is Oftener By The Estimation Of Our Own Feelings That We Exaggerate The Good Qualities Of Others Than By Their Merit, And When We Praise Them We Wish To Attract Their Praise.

When Our Hatred Is Too Alive Puts Us Below What We Hate.