Clearness Is The Ornament Of Deep Thought.

Sometimes A Lengthened Period Of Prosperity Melts Away In A Moment; Just As The Heat Of Summer Flies Before A Day Of Tempest.

Peace Renders Nations Happier And Men Weaker.

Necessity Moderates More Troubles Than Reason.

Is It Against Justice Or Reason To Love Ourselves? And Why Is Self-love Always A Vice?

If Anyone Accuses Me Of Contradicting Myself, I Shall Reply; I Have Been Wrong Once Or More Often, However I Do Not Aspire To Be Always Wrong.