The wind which snuffs the candle fans the fire.

The hate of favourites is only a love of favour. The envy of NOT possessing it, consoles and softens its regrets by the contempt it evinces for those who possess it, and we refuse them our homage, not being able to detract from them what attracts that of the rest of the world.

Moderation is an ostentatious proof of our strength of character.

Silence is the best security to the man who distrusts himself.

There is scarcely any man sufficiently clever to appreciate all the evil he does.

Jealousy springs more from love of self than from love of another.

Nothing is more contagious than example, and no man does any exceeding good or exceeding ill but it spawns new deeds of the same kind. The good we imitate through emulation, the ill through the malignity of our nature, which shame keeps locked up, but example sets free.