Sometimes a lengthened period of prosperity melts away in a moment; just as the heat of summer flies before a day of tempest.

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

There are men who are happy without knowing it.

Reason deceives us more often than does nature.

Men sometimes feel injured by praise because it assigns a limit to their merit; few people are modest enough not to take offense that one appreciates them.

Clarity is the counterbalance of profound thoughts.

Magnanimity will not consider the prudence of its motives.