Hope Is The Last Thing That Dies

The Good Or The Bad Fortune Of Men Depends Not Less Upon Their Own Dispositions Than Upon Fortune.

We Frequently Are Troublesome To Others, When We Think It Impossible For Us Ever To Be So.

Reconciliation With Our Enemies Is Simply A Desire To Better Our Condition, A Weariness Of War, Or The Fear Of Some Unlucky Thing From Occurring.

We Easily Forget Our Faults When No One Knows Them But Ourselves.

Indolence, Languid As It Is, Often Masters Both Passions And Virtues.