Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!

For danger levels man and brute And all are fellows in their need.

Reason saw not, till Faith sprung the Light.

Men's virtues I have commended as freely as I have taxed their crimes.

Woman's honor is nice as ermine; it will not bear a soil.

All objects lose by too familiar a view.

Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people's wrongs his own.