The Evil That We Do Does Not

People That Are Conceited Of Their Own Merit Take Pride In Being Unfortunate, That Themselves And Others May Think Them Considerable Enough To Be The Envy And The Mark Of Fortune.

Humility Is The Worst Form Of Conceit.

If We Are Incapable Of Finding Peace In Ourselves, It Is Pointless To Search Elsewhere.

If It Were Not For Poetry, Few Men Would Ever Fall In Love.

However Evil Men May Be They Dare Not Be Openly Hostile To Virtue, And So When They Want To Attack It They Pretend To Find It Spurious , Or Impute Crimes To It.