It is a characteristic of the human mind to hate the man one has injured.
Legions and fleets are not such sure bulwarks of imperial power as a numerous family
Crime, once exposed, has no refuge but in audacity.
The love of fame is the last weakness which even the wise resign.
Then there is the usual scene when lovers are excited with each other, quarrels, entreaties, reproaches, and then fondling reconcilement.
Benefits received are a delight to us as long as we think we can requite them; when that possibility is far exceeded, they are repaid with hatred instead of gratitude.