The fool is like those people who think themselves rich with little.
Some of us would be greatly astonished to learn the reasons why others respect us.
Is it against justice or reason to love ourselves? And why is self-love always a vice?
Despair exaggerates not only our misery but also our weakness.
Men crowd into honorable careers without other vocation than their vanity, or at best their love of fame.
We often quarrel with the unfortunate to get rid of pitying them.