The upright, if he suffer calumny to move him, fears the tongue of man more than the eye of God.

Avarice has ruined more souls than extravagance.

No man can purchase his virtue too dear, for it is the only thing whose value must ever increase with the price it has cost us. Our integrity is never worth so much as when we have parted with our all to keep it.

So blinded are we by our passions, that we suffer more to be damned than to be saved.

He [the miser] falls down and worships the god of this world, but will have neither its pomps, its vanities nor its pleasures for his trouble.

We own almost all our knowledge not to those who have agreed but to those who have differed.

For one man who sincerely pities our misfortunes, there are a thousand who sincerely hate our success.