Wicked men obey out of fear. good men, out of love
He who hath many friends hath none.
What is common to many is least taken care of, for all men have greater regard for what is their own than what they possess in common with others.
Nature of man is not what he was born as, but what he is born for.
Happiness, then, is found to be something perfect and self-sufficient, being the end to which our actions are directed.
Whatsoever that be within us that feels, thinks, desires, and animates, is something celestial, divine, and, consequently, imperishable.