Maybe it’s that I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their offenses against me. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.

Nothing is more deceitful than the appearance of humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes an indirect boast.

If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.

You expect me to account for opinions which you choose to call mine, but which I have never acknowledged.

It will, I believe, be everywhere found, that as the clergy are, or are not what they ought to be, so are the rest of the nation.

Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.

You must learn some of my philosophy. Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.