There are certain people fated to be fools; they not only commit follies by choice, but are even constrained to do so by fortune.

There are few virtuous women who are not bored with their trade.

We do not praise others, ordinarily, but in order to be praised ourselves.

Idiots and lunatics see only their own wit.

Good and bad fortune are found severally to visit those who have the most of the one or the other.

We only confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no big ones.

A readiness to believe ill of others, before we have duly examined it, is the effect of laziness and pride. We are eager to find aculprit, and loath to give ourselves the trouble of examining the crime.