We Can Scarcely Hate Anyone

It Is Well There Is No One Without Fault; For He Would Not Have A Friend In The World. He Would Seem To Belong To S Different Species.

The Love Of Liberty Is The Love Of Others; The Love Of Power Is The Love Of Ourselves.

The Dupe Of Friendship, And The Fool Of Love; Have I Not Reason To Hate And To Despise Myself? Indeed I Do; And Chiefly For Not Having Hated And Despised The World Enough.

A Really Great Man Has Always An Idea Of Something Greater Than Himself.

He Will Never Have True Friends Who Is Afraid Of Making Enemies.