Sometimes A Fool Has Talent,

In The Intercourse Of Life, We Please More By Our Faults Than By Our Good Qualities.

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

One May Outwit Another, But Not All The Others.

We Do Not Lack Strength So Much As The Will To Use It; And Very Often Our Imagining That Things Are Impossible Is Nothing But An Excuse Of Our Own Contriving, To Reconcile Ourselves To Our Own Idleness.

We Often Persuade Ourselves To Love People Who Are More Powerful Than We Are, Yet Interest Alone Produces Our Friendship; We Do Not Give Our Hearts Away For The Good We Wish To Do, But For That We Expect To Receive.