When we are sick our virtues and our vices are in abeyance.
Men crowd into honorable careers without other vocation than their vanity, or at best their love of fame.
Reason deceives us more often than does nature.
We are dismayed when we find that even disaster cannot cure us of our faults.
Some authors regard morality in the same light as we regard modern architecture. Convenience is the first thing to be looked for.
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.