Slander Is The Solace Of Malignity.

Politeness Smooths Wrinkles.

Grief - Happiness Is To Feel That One's Soul Is Good; There Is No Other, In Truth, And This Kind Of Happiness May Exist Even In Sorrow, So That There Are Griefs Perfable To Every Joy, And Such As Would Be Preferred By All Those Who Have Felt Them.

To Be Capable Of Respect Is Almost As Rare As To Be Worthy Of It.

The Breath Of The Mind Is Attention.

The Lively Phraseology Of Montesquieu Was The Result Of Long Meditation. His Words, As Light As Wings, Bear On Them Grave Reflections.