Some are born to invent, others to embellish; but the gilder attracts more attention than the architect.
There is nothing that fear and hope does not permit men to do.
The character of false wit is that of appearing to depend only upon reason.
One can not be just if one is not humane.
The maxim that men are not to be praised before their death was invented by envy and too lightly adopted by philosophers.
Is it against justice or reason to love ourselves? And why is self-love always a vice?