Shall I Speak Truly What I Now

Perfection Is Immutable. But For Things Imperfect, Change Is The Way To Perfect Them.

There Is No Belittling Worse Than To Over Praise A Man.

We Pick Our Own Sorrows Out Of The Joys Of Other Men, And From Their Sorrows Likewise We Derive Our Joys.

If Ever I Should Affect Injustice, It Would Be In This, That I Might Do Courtesies And Receive None.

Discontents Are Sometimes The Better Part Of Our Life. I Know Not Well Which Is The Most Useful; Joy I May Choose For Pleasure, But Adversities Are The Best For Profit; And Sometimes Those Do So Far Help Me, As I Should, Without Them, Want Much Of The Joy I Have.