But St. Aubert had too much good sense to prefer a charm to a virtue.

How strange it is, that a fool or knave, with riches, should be treated with more respect by the world, than a good man, or a wise man in poverty!

When justice happens to oppose prejudice, we are apt to believe it virtuous to disobey her.

Wisdom can boast no higher attainment than happiness.

Do you believe your heart to be, indeed, so hardened, that you can look without emotion on the suffering, to which you would condemn me?

Virtue and taste are nearly the same, for virtue is little more than active taste, and the most delicate affections of each combine in real love.

How despicable is that humanity, which can be contented to pity, where it might assuage!