The lust of dominion burns with a flame so fierce as to overpower all other affections of the human breast.

Valor is of no service, chance rules all, and the bravest often fall by the hands of cowards.

More faults are often committed while we are trying to oblige than while we are giving offense.

A bitter jest, when it comes too near the truth, leaves a sharp sting behind it.

It is of eloquence as of a flame; it requires matter to feed it, and motion to excite it; and it brightens as it burns.

If we must fall, we should boldly meet our fate.

Candor and generosity, unless tempered by due moderation, leads to ruin.