Nothing is rarer than real goodness.

Behind many acts that are thought ridiculous there lie wise and weighty motives.

That which makes the vanity of others unbearable to us is that which wounds our own.

The shame that arises from praise which we do not deserve often makes us do things we should otherwise never have attempted.

Honest people will respect us for our merit: the public, for our luck.

Gratitude is like the good faith of traders: it maintains commerce, and we often pay, not because it is just to discharge our debts, but that we may more readily find people to trust us.

It is a wearisome disease to preserve health by too strict a regimen.