Fears Of The Brave And Follies Of

Wasting A Fortune Is Evaporation By A Thousand Imperceptible Means.

The Most Fatal Disease Of Friendship Is Gradual Decay.

To Be Flattered Is Grateful, Even When We Know That Our Praises Are Not Believed By Those Who Pronounce Them; For They Prove, At Least, Our Power, And Show That Our Favour Is Valued, Since It Is Purchased By The Meanness Of Falsehood.

Self-love Is Often Rather Arrogant Than Blind; It Does Not Hide Our Faults From Ourselves, But Persuades Us That They Escape The Notice Of Others.

Pleasure Itself Is Not A Vice