There is even the dignity of vice.
Obtuseness is sometimes a virtue.
Ideas are a capital that bears interest only in the hands of talent.
Familiarity is the root of the closest friendships, as well as the interests hatreds.
Man spends his life in reasoning on the past, in complaining of the present, in fearing future.
Generally speaking, there is more wit than talent in the world. Society swarms with witty people who lack talent.