I find that the best virtue I have has in it some tincture of vice.
Book ii. Chap. xx. That we taste nothing pure.
Saying is one thing, doing another.
Book ii. Chap. xxxi. Of Anger.
Is it not a noble farce, wherein kings, republics, and emperors have for so many ages played their parts, and to which the whole vast universe serves for a theatre?[777:4]
Book ii. Chap. xxxvi. Of the most Excellent Men.
Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others; to be, not to seem.
Book ii. Chap. xxxvii. Of the Resemblance of Children to their Brothers.
There never was in the world two opinions alike, no more than two hairs or two grains; the most universal quality is diversity.[777:5]
Book ii. Chap. xxxvii. Of the Resemblance of Children to their Fathers.