Blesses His Stars And Thinks It Luxury.

We Find The Works Of Nature Still More Pleasant, The More They Resemble Those Of Art.

A Soul Exasperated In Ills, Falls Out With Everything, Its Friend, Itself.

Suspicion Is Not Less An Enemy To Virtue Than To Happiness; He That Is Already Corrupt Is Naturally Suspicious, And He That Becomes Suspicious Will Quickly Be Corrupt.

Fables Take Off From The Severity Of Instruction, And Enforce It At The Same Time That They Conceal It.

A Solid And Substantial Greatness Of Soul Looks Down With Neglect On The Censures And Applauses Of The Multitude.