Few Men Know All The Ill They

The Applause We Give Those Who Are New To Society Often Proceeds From A Secret Envying Of Those Already Established.

Fortunate Persons Hardly Ever Amend Their Ways: They Always Imagine That They Are In The Right When Fortune Upholds Their Bad Conduct.

There Are Certain Defects Which, Well-mounted, Glitter Like Virtue Itself.

There Is No Praise We Have Not Lavished Upon Prudence; And Yet She Cannot Assure To Us The Most Trifling Event.

Weak People Cannot Be Sincere.