No woman is envious of another's virtue who is conscious of her own.
In taking revenge upon our enemies, we are only even with them; in passing over their malice we are superior.
The silence of a man who loves to praise is a censure sufficiently severe.
We are better deceived by having some truth told us than none.
What is called liberality is often no more than the vanity of giving, of which some persons are fonder than of what they give.
The motives even of our best actions will not always bear examination.