One Is Never As Happy Or As

We Rarely Ever Perceive Others As Being Sensible, Except For Those Who Agree With Us.

Sincerity Is A Certain Openness Of Heart. It Is To Be Found In Very Few, And What We Commonly Look Upon To Be So Is Only A Cunningsort Of Dissimulation, To Insinuate Ourselves Into The Confidence Of Others.

Gratitude Is A Lively Sense Of Benefits To Come.

Were We Faultless, We Would Not Derive Such Satisfaction From Remarking The Faults Of Others.

Ridicule Dishonours More Than Dishonour.