Virtue Is Its Own Reward.

All Men Have A Feeling, That They Would Rather You Told Them A Civil Lie Than Give Them A Point Blank Refusal.... If You Make A Promise, The Thing Is Still Uncertain, Depends On A Future Day, And Concerns But Few People; But If You Refuse You Alienate People To A Certainty And At Once, And Many People Too.

It Is Foolish To Tear One's Hair In Grief, As Though Sorrow Would Be Made Less By Baldness.

Honor Is The Reward Of Virtue.

It Is Virtue, Virtue, Which Both Creates And Preserves Friendship. On It Depends Harmony Of Interest, Permanence, Fidelity.

It Is Fortune, Not Wisdom, That Rules Man's Life.