Rest assured that there is nothing which wounds the heart of a noble man more deeply than the thought his honour is assailed.

Malicious men may die, but malice never.

There is no secret of the heart which our actions do not disclose.

Esteem must be founded on some sort of preference. Bestow it on everybody and it ceases to have any meaning at all.

Of all follies there is none greater than wanting to make the world a better place.

There is no praise to bear the sort that you put in your pocket.

You are a fool in four letters, my son.