We often brag that we are never bored with ourselves, and are so vain as never to think ourselves bad company.

Truth does not do as much good in the world as its imitations do harm.

It may be said that the vices await us in the journey of life like hosts with whom we must successively lodge; and I doubt whether experience would make us avoid them if we were to travel the same road a second time.

We often bore others when we think we cannot possibly bore them.

We often select envenomed praise which, by a reaction upon those we praise, shows faults we could not have shown by other means.

It is a common fault never to be satisfied with our fortune, nor dissatisfied with our understanding.

Men are inconsolable concerning the treachery of their friends or the deceptions of their enemies; and yet they are often very highly satisfied to be both deceived and betrayed by their own selves.