Self-love Exaggerates Our Faults As

The Iron Hand Of Necessity Commands, And Her Stern Decree Is Supreme Law, To Which The Gods Even Must Submit. In Deep Silence Rules The Uncounselled Sister Of Eternal Fate. Whatever She Lays Upon Thee, Endure; Perform Whatever She Commands.

I Bid The Chords Sweet Music Make, And All Must Follow In My Wake.

Reason Can Never Be Popular. Passions And Feelings May Become Popular, But Reason Will Always Remain The Sole Property Of A Few Eminent Individuals.

Superstition Is A Part Of The Very Being Of Humanity; And When We Fancy That We Are Banishing It Altogether, It Takes Refuge In The Strangest Nooks And Corners, And Then Suddenly Comes Forth Again, As Soon As It Believes Itself At All Safe.

Self-love Exaggerates Our Faults As Well As Our Virtues.