Despair Is The Greatest Of Our Errors.

Servitude Debases Men To The Point Where They End Up Liking It.

We Are Forced To Respect The Gifts Of Nature, Which Study And Fortune Cannot Give.

The Character Of False Wit Is That Of Appearing To Depend Only Upon Reason.

If Virtue Were Its Own Reward, It Would No Longer Be A Human Quality, But Supernatural.

You Must Rouse Into People's Consciousness Their Own Prudence And Strength, If You Want To Raise Their Character.