There Are Bad People Who Would Be

The Reason That Lovers Never Weary Each Other Is Because They Are Always Talking About Themselves.

We Love Everything On Our Own Account; We Even Follow Our Own Taste And Inclination When We Prefer Our Friends To Ourselves; And Yet It Is This Preference Alone That Constitutes True And Perfect Friendship.

When Fortune Surprises Us By Giving Us Some Great Office Without Having Gradually Led Us To Expect It, Or Without Having Raised Our Hopes, It Is Well Nigh Impossible To Occupy It Well, And To Appear Worthy To Fill It.

The Desire To Be Thought Clever Often Prevents A Man From Becoming So.

Simplicity Is A Delicate Imposition.