Not All Who Discharge Their

Fortune Never Appears So Blind As To Those To Whom She Does No Good.

Moderation Is A Fear Of Falling Into That Envy And Contempt Which Those Who Grow Giddy With Their Good Fortune Quite Justly Draw Upon Themselves. It Is A Vain Boasting Of The Greatness Of Our Mind.

Tis A Sort Of Coquetry To Boast That We Never Coquet.

In The Human Heart One Generation Of Passions Follows Another; From The Ashes Of One Springs The Spark Of The Next.

It Is Easier To Deceive Yourself, And To Do So Unperceived, Than To Deceive Another.