Cunning And Treachery Are The Offspring Of

Absence Diminishes Mediocre Passions And Increases Great Ones, As The Wind Extinguishes Candles And Fans Fires.

We Think Very Few People Sensible, Except Those Who Are Of Our Opinion.

The Qualities We Have, Make Us So Ridiculous As Those Which We Affect.

We Always Love Those Who Admire Us, But We Do Not Always Love Those Whom We Admire.

Numberless Arts Appear Foolish Whose Secret Motives Are Most Wise And Weighty.