Whilst Weakness And Timidity Keep Us To

Our Virtues Are Often, In Reality, No Better Than Vices Disguised.

Though Most Of The Friendships Of The World Ill Deserve The Name Of Friendships; Yet A Man May Make Use Of Them On Occasion, As Of A Traffic Whose Returns Are Uncertain, And In Which 'tis Usual To Be Cheated.

Happiness Does Not Consist In Things Themselves But In The Relish We Have Of Them; And A Man Has Attained It When He Enjoys What He Loves And Desires Himself, And Not What Other People Think Lovely And Desirable.

Honest People Will Respect Us For Our Merit: The Public, For Our Luck.

Weak People Cannot Be Sincere.