No one would choose a friendless existence on condition of having all the other things in the world.
We laugh at inferior or ugly individuals, because we feel a joy at feeling superior to them.
The greater the length, the more beautiful will the piece be by reason of its size, provided that the whole be perspicuous.
They who love in excess also hate in excess.
How can a man know what is good or best for him, and yet chronically fail to act upon his knowledge?