Modesty makes large amends for the pain it gives those who labor under it, by the prejudice it affords every worthy person in their favor.
Virtues, like essences, lose their fragrance when exposed.
A liar begins with making falsehood appear like truth, and ends with making truth itself appear like falsehood.
So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
Long sentences in a short composition are like large rooms in a little house.
It should seem that indolence itself would incline a person to be honest, as it requires infinitely greater pains and contrivance to be a knave.