Men Of Much Depth Of Mind Can

Be Cheerful [and Grateful For The Good That You Have]: Do Not Brood Over Fond Hopes Unrealized Until A Chain Is Fastened On Each Thought And Wound Around The Heart. Nature Intended You To Be The Fountain-spring Of Cheerfulness And Social Life, And Not The Mountain Of Despair And Melancholy.

If You Are Often Deceived By Those Around You, You May Be Sure That You Deserve To Be Deceived; And That Instead Of Railing At The General Falseness Of Mankind, You Have First To Pronounce Judgment On Your Own Jealous Tyranny, Or On Your Own Weak Credulity.

Infinite Toil Would Not Enable You To Sweep Away A Mist; But By Ascending A Little You May Often Look Over It Altogether.

You Cannot Ensure The Gratitude Of Others For A Favour Conferred Upon Them In The Way Which Is Most Agreeable To Yourself.

Simple Ignorance Has In Its Time Been Complimented By The Names Of Most Of The Vices, And Of All The Virtues.