We Often Make Use Of Envenomed Praise,

Men More Easily Renounce Their Interests Than Their Tastes.

No Man Is Clever Enough To Know All The Evil He Does.

We Do Not Like To Praise, And Seldom Praise Anyone Without Self-interest.

It Is A Mistake To Imagine, That The Violent Passions Only, Such As Ambition And Love, Can Triumph Over The Rest. Idleness, Languid As It Is, Often Masters Them All; She Influences All Our Designs And Actions, And Insensibly Consumes And Destroys Both Passions And Virtues.

Virtue Would Go Far If Vanity Did Not Keep It Company.