It is a just political maxim, that every man must be supposed a knave.
Everything in the world is purchased by labor.
Reason is, and ought only to be the slave of the passions, and can never pretend to any other office than to serve and obey them.
Beauty, whether moral or natural, is felt, more properly than perceived.
Men are much oftener thrown on their knees by the melancholy than by the agreeable passions.
Philosophy would render us entirely Pyrrhonian, were not nature too strong for it.