He Who Refuses Praise The First Time

Funeral Pomp Is More For The Vanity Of The Living Than For The Honor Of The Dead.

It Is As Easy To Unknowingly Deceive Yourself As It Is To Deceive Others.

Nature Seems At Each Man's Birth To Have Marked Out The Bounds Of His Virtues And Vices, And To Have Determined How Good Or How Wicked That Man Shall Be Capable Of Being.

Everyone Praises His Heart, None Dare Praise Their Understanding.

Youth Is A Perpetual Intoxication; It Is A Fever Of The Mind.