Of every ten persons who talk about you, nine will say something bad, and the tenth will say something good in a bad way.

The most civilized people are as near to barbarism as the most polished steel is to rust. Nations, like metals, have only a superficial brilliancy.

Very nice couplet, although there are dull stretches.

That which happens to the soil when it ceases to be cultivated by the social man happens to man himself when he foolishly forsakes society for solitude; the brambles grow up in his desert heart.

To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.

The methods that help a man acquire a fortune are the very ones that keep him from enjoying it.

Women read each other at a single glance.