Great Men, Like Nature, Use Simple Language.

Men Dissimulate Their Dearest, Most Constant, And Most Virtuous Inclination From Weakness And A Fear Of Being Condemned.

We Are Almost Always Guilty Of The Hate We Encounter.

The Fruit Derived From Labor Is The Sweetest Of Pleasures.

Men Are Not To Be Judged By What They Do Not Know, But By What They Know, And By The Manner In Which They Know It.

Men Sometimes Feel Injured By Praise Because It Assigns A Limit To Their Merit; Few People Are Modest Enough Not To Take Offense That One Appreciates Them.