There Are Bad People Who Would Be

We Are Inconsolable At Being Deceived By Our Enemies And Being Betrayed By Our Friends, Yet We Are Often Content In Be Being Treated Like That By Our Own Selves.

Marriage Is The Only War In Which You Sleep With The Enemy.

In Misfortune We Often Mistake Dejection For Constancy; We Bear It Without Daring To Look On It; Like Cowards, Who Suffer Themselves To Be Murdered Without Resistance.

It Is Much Easier To Seem Fitted For Posts We Do Not Fill Than For Those We Do.

There Are Few People Who Are More Often In The Wrong Than Those Who Cannot Endure To Be So.