There's nothing sweeter than a real friend: Not only is he prompt to lend— An angler delicate, he fishes The very deepest of your wishes, And spares your modesty the task His friendly aid to ask. A dream, a shadow, wakes his fear, When pointing at the object dear.

Still people are dangerous.

Men of all ages have the same inclinations, over which reason exercises no control. Thus, wherever men are found, there are follies, ay, and the same follies.

Learn that every flatterer Lives at the flattered listeners cost.

Everyone believes very easily whatever they fear or desire.

One often has need of one inferior to himself.

Friendship is the shadow of the evening, which increases with the setting sun of life.