It Is Great Folly To Wish To

It Is Necessary, In Order To Know Things Well, To Know The Particulars Of Them; And These, Being Infinite, Make Our Knowledge Eversuperficial And Imperfect.

No Accidents Are So Unlucky [bad] But That The Wise May Draw Some Advantage [good] From Them.

Nothing Ought In Reason To Mortify Our Self-satisfaction More That The Considering That We Condemn At One Time What We Highly Approve And Commend At Another.

Nothing Ought More To Humiliate Men Who Have Merited Great Praise Than The Care They Still Take To Boast Of Little Things.

We Are Never So Happy, Nor So Unhappy, As We Suppose Ourselves To Be.