The caprice of our temper is even more whimsical than that of Fortune.

For most men the love of justice is only the fear of suffering injustice.

Hope is the last thing that dies in man; and though it be exceedingly deceitful, yet it is of this good use to us, that while we are traveling through life it conducts us in an easier and more pleasant way to our journey's end.

Our own distrust gives a fair pretence for the knavery of other people.

Pride has a greater share than goodness in the reproofs we give other people for their faults; and we chide them not so much to make them mend those faults as to make them believe that we ourselves are without fault.

Hatred is stronger than friendship.

Weakness is the only fault that is incorrigible.