The finest minds, like the finest metals, dissolve the easiest.
Charm strikes the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Let fortune do her worst, whatever she makes us lose, so long as she never makes us lose our honesty and our independence.
The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.
To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.
Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!