To Be Capable Of Respect Is Almost

Slander Is The Solace Of Malignity.

Men Must Be Either The Slaves Of Duty, Or The Slaves Of Force.

Without Duty, Life Is Soft And Boneless.

Of The Two, I Prefer Those Who Render Vice Lovable To Those Who Degrade Virtue.

We Are All Of Us More Or Less Echoes, Repeating Involuntarily The Virtues, The Defects, The Movements, And The Characters Of Those Among Whom We Live.