One Honor Won Is A Surety For

The Name And Pretense Of Virtue Is As Serviceable To Self-interest As Are Real Vices.

Our Good Qualities Expose Us More To Hatred And Persecution Than All The Ill We Do.

Avarice Misapprehends Itself Almost Always. There Is No Passion Which More Often Will Miss Its Aim, Nor Upon Which The Present Has So Much Influence To The Prejudice Of The Future.

There Are Few People Who Would Not Be Ashamed Of Being Loved When They Love No Longer.

Those Only Are Despicable Who Fear To Be Despised.