To be loved, we should merit but little esteem; all superiority attracts awe and aversion.
The man who believes he can do it is probably right.
He who has no passion has no principal or motive to act.
Truth is a torch which gleams in the fog but does not dispel it.
Must we, under the happy hope of a false tranquility, sacrifice to the people in power the public welfare, and under vain pretence of preserving the peace, abandon the empire to robbers who would plunder it
Truth is the torch that gleams through the fog without dispelling it.