Prosperity makes some friends and many enemies.
To achieve great things we must live as though we were never going to die.
We can console ourselves for not having great talents as we console ourselves for not having great places. We can be above both in our hearts.
The art of pleasing is the art of deception.
Indolence is the sleep of the mind.
We are very wrong to think that some fault or other can exclude virtue, or to consider the alliance of good and evil as a monstrosity or an enigma.