The man abandoned by his friends, one after another, without just cause, will acquire, the reputation of being hard to please, changeable, ungrateful, unsociable.

Great souls are harmonious.

No labor is hopeless.

We love justice greatly, and just men but little.

We distrust our heart too much, and our head not enough.

What is experience? A poor little hut constructed from the ruins of the palace of gold and marble called our illusions.

Have friends, not for the sake of receiving, but of giving.