Some Good Qualities Are Like The Senses:

Our Envy Always Outlives The Felicity Of Its Object.

One Forgives To The Degree That One Loves.

We Are Eager To Believe That Others Are Flawed Because We Are Eager To Believe In What We Wish For.

When Our Hatred Is Too Alive Puts Us Below What We Hate.

We Acknowledge That We Should Not Talk Of Our Wives; But We Seem Not To Know That We Should Talk Still Less Of Ourselves.