The Very Impossibility Which I Find To

Favor Exalts A Man Above His Equals, But His Dismissal From That Favor Places Him Below Them.

He Who Only Writes To Suit The Taste Of The Age, Considers Himself More Than His Writings. We Should Always Aim At Perfection, And Then Posterity Will Do Us That Justice Which Sometimes Our Contemporaries Refuse Us.

When We Are Young We Lay Up For Old Age; When We Are Old We Save For Death.

As A Man Falls Out Of Favour And His Wealth Declines, We Discover For The First Time The Ridiculous Aspects Of His Character, Which Were Always There But Which Wealth And Favour Had Concealed.

Logic Is The Art Of Making Truth Prevail.