The Older A Fool Is, The Worse

We Frequently Are Troublesome To Others, When We Think It Impossible For Us Ever To Be So.

In Misfortune We Often Mistake Dejection For Constancy; We Bear It Without Daring To Look On It; Like Cowards, Who Suffer Themselves To Be Murdered Without Resistance.

Happiness Is In The Taste, And Not In The Things Themselves; We Are Happy From Possessing What We Like, Not From Possessing What Others Like.

Usually We Praise Only To Be Praised.

Old Fools Are Greater Fools Than Young Ones.