Ambition becomes displeasing when it is once satiated; there is a reaction; and as our spirit, till our last sigh, is always aiming toward some object, it falls back on itself, having nothing else on which to rest; and having reached the summit, it longs to descend.

Let us attend to the present, and as to the future we shall know how to manage when the occasion arrives.

Kindness acts Not always as you think; a hated hand Renders it odious.

Oh, how sweet it is to pity the fate of an enemy who can no longer threaten us!

These flattering mirrors reflect imperfectly what is within; the countenance is often a gay deceiver. What defects of mind lie hidden under its beauty! What fair exteriors conceal base souls!

Who is all-powerful should fear everything.

He who does not fear death cares naught for threats.