Misers Mistake Gold For Their Good; Whereas

There Are Two Sorts Of Constancy In Love One Arises From Continually Discovering In The Loved Person New Subjects For Love, The Other Arises From Our Making A Merit Of Being Constant.

Hope, Deceiving As It Is, Serves At Least To Lead Us To The End Of Our Lives By An Agreeable Route.

When We Exaggerate Our Friends' Tenderness Towards Us, It Is Often Less From Gratitude Than From A Desire To Exhibit Our Own Virtue.

To Establish Yourself In The World A Person Must Do All They Can To Appear Already Established.

We Often Do Shallow Good In Order To Accomplish Evil With Impunity.