Human excellence means nothing Unless it works with the consent of God.
It is a strange form of anger, difficult to cure, when two friends turn upon each other in hatred.
A wise fellow who is also worthless always charms the rabble.
There is desire in those who love to hear about their loved ones' pains.
What anger worse or slower to abate then lovers love when it turns to hate.
No man on earth is truly free, All are slaves of money or necessity. Public opinion or fear of prosecution forces each one, against his conscience, to conform.