Misers Mistake Gold For Their Good; Whereas

Love Is To The Soul Of Him Who Loves, What The Soul Is To The Body Which It Animates.

Tis More Dishonourable To Distrust A Friend Than To Be Deceived By Him.

In Friendship, As In Love, We Are Often More Happy From The Things We Are Ignorant Of Than From Those We Are Acquainted With.

If We Judge Love By Most Of Its Effects, It Resembles Rather Hatred Than Affection.

The World More Often Rewards The Appearances Of Merit Than Merit Itself.