In Everything One Must Consider The End.

Men Of All Ages Have The Same Inclinations, Over Which Reason Exercises No Control. Thus, Wherever Men Are Found, There Are Follies, Ay, And The Same Follies.

The Good, We Do It; The Evil, That Is Fortune; Man Is Always Right, And Destiny Always Wrong.

Nothing Weighs More Than A Secret.

Everyone Has His Faults Which He Continually Repeats: Neither Fear Nor Shame Can Cure Them.

Man Is Ice To Truth And Fire To Falsehood.