One Kind Of Happiness Is To Know

Humility Is Often Only The Putting On Of A Submissiveness By Which Men Hope To Bring Other People To Submit To Them; It Is A Morecalculated Sort Of Pride, Which Debases Itself With A Design Of Being Exalted; And Though This Vice Transform Itself Into A Thousand Several Shapes, Yet The Disguise Is Never More Effectual Nor More Capable Of Deceiving The World Than When Concealed Under A Form Of Humility.

Tricks And Treachery Are Merely Proofs Of Lack Of Skill.

Friendship Is A Traffic Wherein Self-love Always Proposes To Be The Gainer.

Men More Easily Renounce Their Interests Than Their Tastes.

There Is Something To Be Said For Jealousy, Because It Only Designs The Preservation Of Some Good Which We Either Have Or Think Wehave A Right To. But Envy Is A Raging Madness That Cannot Bear The Wealth Or Fortune Of Others.