The love of justice in most men is simply the fear of suffering injustice.

The confidence which we have in ourselves gives birth to much of that which we have in others.

The happiness or unhappiness of men depends as much on their humors as on fortune.

The height of cleverness is being able to conceal it.

How ever a brilliant an action, it should not be viewed as great unless it is the result of a great motive.

How can we accept another to keep our secret if we have been unable to keep it ourselves.

Before we set our hearts too much on anything, let us examine how happy are those who already possess it.

If we are to judge of love by the consequences, it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.

In jealousy there is more of self-love than love.

The fame of great men ought to be judged always by the means they used to acquire it.