An Honest Man Nearly Always Thinks Justly.

All Of My Misfortunes Come From Having Thought Too Well Of My Fellows.

Truth Is An Homage That The Good Man Pays To His Own Dignity.

Usurpers Always Bring About Or Select Troublous Times To Get Passed, Under Cover Of The Public Terror, Destructive Laws, Which The People Would Never Adopt In Cold Blood. The Moment Chosen Is One Of The Surest Means Of Distinguishing The Work Of The Legislator From That Of The Tyrant.

It Is As If My Heart And My Brain Did Not Belong To The Same Person. Feelings Come Quicker Than Lightning And Fill My Soul, But They Bring Me No Illumination; They Burn Me And Dazzle Me.

All That Time Is Lost Which Might Be Better Employed.