To discover depravity in those whom we have loved, is one of the most exquisite tortures to a virtuous mind, and the conviction is often rejected before it is finally admitted.

There is some comfort in dying surrounded by one's children.

The passions are the seeds of vices as well as of virtues, from which either may spring, accordingly as they are nurtured. Unhappy they who have never been taught the art to govern them!

There is no accounting for tastes.

Vanity often produces unreasonable alarm.

I never trust people's assertions, I always judge of them by their actions.

When one can hear people moving, one does not so much mind, about one's fears.