The Tempests Of Youth Are Mingled With

Mediocre Men Sometimes Fear Great Office, And When They Do Not Aim At It, Or When They Refuse It, All That Is To Be Concluded Is That They Are Aware Of Their Mediocrity.

Our Virtues Are Dearer To Us The More We Have Had To Suffer For Them. It Is The Same With Our Children. All Profound Affection Admits A Sacrifice.

Obscurity Is The Kingdom Of Error.

The Character Of False Wit Is That Of Appearing To Depend Only Upon Reason.

All Erroneous Ideas Would Perish Of Their Own Accord If Given Clear Expression.