From Obedience and submission comes all our virtues, and all sin is comes from self-opinion.

To smell, though well, is to stink.

Like the watermen who advance forward while they look backward.

I have often seen people uncivil by too much civility, and tiresome in their courtesy.

Virtue cannot be followed but for herself, and if one sometimes borrows her mask to some other purpose, she presently pulls it away again.

I see this evident, that we willingly accord to piety only the services that flatter our passions.

If virtue cannot shine bright, but by the conflict of contrary appetites, shall we then say that she cannot subsist without the assistance of vice, and that it is from her that she derives her reputation and honor?