The wicked are always surprised to find that the good can be clever.
One can not be just if one is not humane.
The favorites of fortune or of fame topple from their pedestals before our eyes without diverting us from ambition.
The fruit derived from labor is the sweetest of pleasures.
We are dismayed when we find that even disaster cannot cure us of our faults.
Every thought is new when an author expresses it in a manner peculiar to himself.