Happiness is a sort of action.
The angry man wishes the object of his anger to suffer in return; hatred wishes its object not to exist.
Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies.
The true nature of a thing is the highest it can become.
Friends are much better tried in bad fortune than in good.
No man of high and generous spirit is ever willing to indulge in flattery; the good may feel affection for others, but will not flatter them.