All women are flirts, but some are restrained by shyness, and others by sense.

When we disclaim praise, it is only showing our desire to be praised a second time.

Funeral pomp is more for the vanity of the living than for the honor of the dead.

One can no more look steadily at death than at the sun.

In infants, levity is a prettiness; in men a shameful defect; but in old age, a monstrous folly.

How can we be answerable for what we shall want in the future, since we have no clear idea of what we want now?

There are few virtuous women who are not bored with their trade.