Despair Exaggerates Not Only Our Misery But

Constancy Is The Chimera Of Love.

When We Feel That We Lack Whatever Is Needed To Secure Someone Else's Esteem, We Are Very Close To Hating Him

Learn To Overrule Minor Interest In Favor Of Great Ones, And Generously To Do All The Good The Heart Prompts; A Man Is Never Injured By Acting Virtuously.

More Are Taken In By Hope Than By Cunning.

We Can Console Ourselves For Not Having Great Talents As We Console Ourselves For Not Having Great Places. We Can Be Above Both In Our Hearts.