Despair Is The Greatest Of Our Errors.

The Wicked Are Always Surprised To Find That The Good Can Be Clever.

The Conscience Of The Dying Belies Their Life.

Our Virtues Are Dearer To Us The More We Have Had To Suffer For Them. It Is The Same With Our Children. All Profound Affection Admits A Sacrifice.

I Do Not Approve The Maxim Which Desires A Man To Know A Little Of Everything. Superficial Knowledge, Knowledge Without Principles, Is Almost Always Useless And Sometimes Harmful Knowledge.

We Are So Presumptuous That We Think We Can Separate Our Personal Interest From That Of Humanity, And Slander Mankind Without Compromising Ourselves.