Those Who Are Incapable Of Committing Great

Cunning And Treachery Proceed From Want Of Capacity.

Perfect Valour Consists In Doing Without Witnesses That Which We Would Be Capable Of Doing Before Everyone.

The Soul's Maladies Have Their Relapses Like The Body's. What We Take For A Cure Is Often Just A Momentary Rally Or A New Form Of The Disease.

We Are So Accustomed To Disguise Ourselves To Others That In The End We Become Disguised To Ourselves.

All Our Qualities, Whether Good Or Bad, Are Unstable And Ambiguous, And Almost All Are At The Mery Of Chance.