Ridicule Dishonours More Than Dishonour.

Eloquence Resides As Much In The Tone Of Voice, In The Eyes, And In The Expression Of The Face, As In The Choice Of Words.

Nature Seems At Each Man's Birth To Have Marked Out The Bounds Of His Virtues And Vices, And To Have Determined How Good Or How Wicked That Man Shall Be Capable Of Being.

No Persons Are More Frequently Wrong, Than Those Who Will Not Admit They Are Wrong.

Considering How Little The Beginning Or The Ceasing To Love Is In Our Own Power, It Is Foolish And Unreasonable For The Lover Or His Mistress To Complain Of One Another's Inconstancy.

We Often Credit Ourselves With Vices The Reverse Of What We Have, Thus When Weak We Boast Of Our Obstinacy.