All Of Our Unhappiness Comes From Our

Poverty May Be The Mother Of Crime, But Lack Of Good Sense Is The Father.

A Lovely Countenance Is The Fairest Of All Sights, And The Sweetest Harmony Is The Sound Of The Voice Of Her Whom We Love.

The Court Is Like A Palace Built Of Marble; I Mean That It Is Made Up Of Very Hard But Very Polished People. [fr., La Cour Est Comme Un Edifice Bati De Marbre; Je Veux Dire Qu'elle Est Composee D'hommes Fort Durs Mais Fort Polis.]

If Men Wish To Be Held In Esteem, They Must Associate With Those Only Who Are Estimable.

It Is The Glory And Merit Of Some Men To Write Well And Of Others Not To Write At All.