We Are Never So Happy, Nor So

In Friendship As Well As Love, Ignorance Very Often Contributes More To Our Happiness Than Knowledge.

Jealousy Springs More From Love Of Self Than From Love Of Another.

It May Be Said That The Vices Await Us In The Journey Of Life Like Hosts With Whom We Must Successively Lodge; And I Doubt Whether Experience Would Make Us Avoid Them If We Were To Travel The Same Road A Second Time.

Our Distrust Of Another Justifies His Deceit.

Were We Perfectly Acquainted With The Object, We Should Never Passionately Desire It.