The Standard Of Morals Is As Variable

In Math, You Could Get 100 Percent. It Was Very Fair. That's What I Liked About Math. You Could Figure It Out, And The Teacher Couldn't Have A Stupid Opinion About It.

A Capacity For Hating The Object Of Desire Is, Perhaps, The Best Cure For Love In Cases Of Disappointment.

It Is The Folly Of Weak-minded People, To Imagine They Are What Flattery Or Conceit Represents Them; And That It Is Useless For Them To Be What They Are Not, Since They Seem Already To Have Acquired The Reputation Of It.

It Is Necessary To Be Tolerant, In Order To Be Tolerated.

The Soul Is Never Perfectly Secure From The Influence Of Passion; The Occasional Tranquility She Seems To Enjoy, Is Rather Relaxation Than Imperturbable Triumph.