None Deserve Praise For Being Good Who

The Distempers Of The Soul Have Their Relapses, As Many And As Dangerous As Those Of The Body; And What We Take For A Perfect Cureis Generally Either An Abatement Of The Same Disease Or The Changing Of That For Another.

The Largest Ambition Has The Least Appearance Of Ambition When It Meets With An Absolute Impossibility In Compassing Its Object.

History Never Embraces More Than A Small Part Of Reality

The Soul's Maladies Have Their Relapses Like The Body's. What We Take For A Cure Is Often Just A Momentary Rally Or A New Form Of The Disease.

Our Actions Are Like The Terminations Of Verses, Which We Rhyme As We Please.