The mind is but too naturally prone to pleasure, but too easily yielded to dissipation

Credulity is the sister of innocence.

For my part, I confess I seldom listen to the players: one has so much to do, in looking about and finding out one's acquaintance, that, really, one has no time to mind the stage. One merely comes to meet one's friends, and show that one's alive.

To a heart formed for friendship and affection the charms of solitude are very short-lived.

such is the effect of true politeness, that it banishes all restraint and embarassment.

To Nobody, then, will I write my Journal! since to Nobody can I be wholly unreserved, to Nobody can I reveal every thought, every wish of my heart, with the most unlimited confidence, the most unremitting sincerity, to the end of my life!

Nothing is so delicate as the reputation of a woman; it is at once the most beautiful and most brittle of all human things.