It's The Height Of Folly To Want

Gratitude, In Most Men, Is Only A Strong And Secret Hope Of Greater Favors.

The First Lover Is Kept A Long While, When No Offer Is Made Of A Second.

We Confess To Little Faults Only To Persuade Ourselves We Have No Great Ones.

We Never Desire Strongly, What We Desire Rationally.

We Often Act Treacherously More From Weakness Than From A Fixed Motive.