The Happiness And Misery Of

There Are Two Sorts Of Constancy In Love One Arises From Continually Discovering In The Loved Person New Subjects For Love, The Other Arises From Our Making A Merit Of Being Constant.

The Appearances Of Goodness And Merit Often Meet With A Greater Reward From The World Than Goodness And Merit Themselves.

It Is Almost Always A Fault Of One Who Loves Not To Realize When He Ceases To Be Loved.

Weakness Is More Opposed To Virtue Than Is Vice.

Our Minds Are As Much Given To Laziness As Our Bodies.