Weak People Cannot Be Sincere.

Men Sometimes Think They Hate Flattery, But They Hate Only The Manner Of Flattering.

Bodily Labor Alleviates The Pains Of The Mind And From This Arises The Happiness Of The Poor

Truth Is The Foundation And The Reason Of The Perfection Of Beauty, For Of Whatever Stature A Thing May Be, It Cannot Be Beautiful-and Perfect, Unless It Be Truly What It Should Be, And Possess Truly All That It Should Have.

When Our Vices Desert Us, We Flatter Ourselves That We Are Deserting Our Vices.

We Often Are Consoled By Our Want Of Reason For Misfortunes That Reason Could Not Have Comforted.