As In The Case Of Wines That

Take From A Man His Reputation For Probity, And The More Shrewd And Clever He Is, The More Hated And Mistrusted He Becomes.

The Man Who Is Always Fortunate Cannot Easily Have A Great Reverence For Virtue.

It Is Virtue, Virtue, Which Both Creates And Preserves Friendship. On It Depends Harmony Of Interest, Permanence, Fidelity.

Philosophy Is The True Mother Of Science.

He Has No Other Recommendation, Save An Assumed And Crafty Solemnity Of Demeanour.