The love of fame is a love that even the wisest of men are reluctant to forgo.

It is not becoming to grieve immoderately for the dead.

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.

The desire for glory clings even to the best men longer than any other passion.

Neglected, calumny soon expires, show that you are hurt, and you give it the appearance of truth.

All those things that are now field to be of the greatest antiquity were at one time new; what we to-day hold up by example will rank hereafter as precedent.

The hatred of those who are near to us is most violent.