Of All Our Faults, The One That

The Desire To Be Thought Clever Often Prevents A Man From Becoming So.

There Are Crimes Which Become Innocent And Even Glorious Through Their Splendor, Number And Excess.

Everyone Blames His Memory, No One Blames His Judgment.

It Is Much Better To Learn To Deal With The Ills We Have Now Than To Speculate On Those That May Befall Us.

It Is Oftener By The Estimation Of Our Own Feelings That We Exaggerate The Good Qualities Of Others Than By Their Merit, And When We Praise Them We Wish To Attract Their Praise.