Few Maxims Are True In Every Respect.

Nothing Endures Except Truth.

All That Causes One Man To Differ From Another Is A Very Slight Thing. What Is It That Is The Origin Of Beauty Or Ugliness, Health Or Weakness, Ability Or Stupidity? A Slight Difference In The Organs, A Little More Or A Little Less Bile. Yet This More Or Less Is Of Infinite Importance To Men; And When They Think Otherwise They Are Mistaken.

A Man Who Love Only Himself And His Pleasures Is Vain, Presumptuous, And Wicked Even From Principle.

If Virtue Were Its Own Reward, It Would No Longer Be A Human Quality, But Supernatural.

Obscurity Is The Realm Of Error.