Glory fills the world with virtue, and, like a beneficent sun, covers the whole earth with flowers and with fruits.

Everyone is born sincere and dies deceivers.

The usual pretext of those who make others unhappy is that they do it for their own good.

The fool is like those people who think themselves rich with little.

Prosperity makes few friends.

All men are born truthful and die liars.

Some are born to invent, others to embellish; but the gilder attracts more attention than the architect.