The Evil That We Do Does Not

Absence Cools Moderate Passions, And Inflames Violent Ones; Just As The Wind Blows Out Candles, But Kindles Fires.

Some People Displease With Merit, And Others' Very Faults And Defects Are Pleasing.

Our Wisdom Lies As Much At The Mercy Of Fortune As Our Possessions Do.

There Are Two Things Which Man Cannot Look At Directly Without Flinching: The Sun And Death.

Men Are Not Only Prone To Forget Benefits; They Even Hate Those Who Have Obliged Them, And Cease To Hate Those Who Have Injured Them. The Necessity Of Revenging An Injury, Or Of Recompensing A Benefit Seems A Slavery To Which They Are Unwilling To Submit.