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Simple Truths Are A Relief From Grand Speculations.

Men Dissimulate Their Dearest, Most Constant, And Most Virtuous Inclination From Weakness And A Fear Of Being Condemned.

The Thought Of Death Deceives Us; For It Causes Us To Neglect To Live.

Hatred Is Keener Than Friendship, Less Keen Than Love.

We Have Neither The Strength Nor The Opportunity To Accomplish All The Good And All The Evil Which We Design.