Death, Like The Sun, Cannot

Selfishness Is The Grand Moving Principle Of Nine-tenths Of Our Actions.

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.

When A Man Must Force Himself To Be Faithful In His Love, This Is Hardly Better Than Unfaithfulness.

Those Great And Glorious Actions That Dazzle Our Eyes With Their Luster Are Represented By Statesmen As The Result Of Great Wisdomand Excellent Design; Whereas, In Truth, They Are Commonly The Effects Of The Humors And Passions.

Friendship Is Only A Reciprocal Conciliation Of Interests, And An Exchange Of Good Offices; It Is A Species Of Commerce Out Of Which Self-love Always Expects To Gain Something.