Our hopes, often though they deceive us, lead us pleasantly along the path of life.

Reason alone is insufficient to make us enthusiastic in any matter.

The most ingenious men continually pretend to condemn tricking--but this is often done that they may use it more conveniently themselves, when some great occasion or interest offers itself to them.

A man may be sharper than another, but not than all others.

The reason we do not let our friends see the very bottom of our hearts is not so much distrust of them as distrust of ourselves.

The grace of novelty and the length of habit, though so very opposite to one another, yet agree in this, that they both alike keepus from discovering the faults of our friends.

Our actions are like the terminations of verses, which we rhyme as we please.