To Hell With Pleasure That's

The Good, We Do It; The Evil, That Is Fortune; Man Is Always Right, And Destiny Always Wrong.

Everyone Has His Faults Which He Continually Repeats: Neither Fear Nor Shame Can Cure Them.

Our Condition Never Satisfies Us; The Present Is Always The Worst. Though Jupiter Should Grant His Request To Each, We Should Continue To Importune Him.

Man Is So Made That When Anything Fires His Soul, Impossibilities Vanish.

It Is Good To Be Charitable; But To Whom? That Is The Point. As To The Ungrateful, There Is Not One Who Does Not At Last Die Miserable.