Most women have no characters at all.

A brave man thinks no one his superior who does him an injury, for he has it then in his power to make himself superior to the other by forgiving it.

For when success a lover's toil attends,Few ask, if fraud or force attain'd his ends

Still when the lust of tyrant power succeeds, some Athens perishes, or some Tully bleeds.

Men would be angels, angels would be gods.

At present we can only reason of the divine justice from what we know of justice in man. When we are in other scenes, we may have truer and nobler ideas of it; but while we are in this life, we can only speak from the volume that is laid open before us.

Not always actions show the man; we find who does a kindness is not therefore kind.