Many exceedingly rich men are unhappy, but many middling circumstances are fortunate.
The ears of men are lesser agents of belief than their eyes.
Men's fortunes are on a wheel, which in its turning suffers not the same man to prosper for ever.
Of all men's miseries the bitterest is this: to know so much and to have control over nothing.
Very few things happen at the right time, and the rest do not happen at all. The conscientious historian will correct these defects.
