Jealousy Is Not So Much The Love

Simplicity Is A Delicate Imposition.

One Forgives To The Degree That One Loves.

Youth Is A Continual Intoxication; It Is The Fever Of Reason.

Our Concern For The Loss Of Our Friends Is Not Always From A Sense Of Their Worth, But Rather Of Our Own Need Of Them And That We Have Lost Some Who Had A Good Opinion Of Us.

Pride, Which Inspires Us With So Much Envy, Is Sometimes Of Use Toward The Moderating Of It Too.