There is an excess both in happiness and misery above our power of sensation.

The evil that we do does not attract to us so much persecution and hatred as our good qualities.

We are never so ridiculous through what we are as through what we pretend to be.

Old people love to give good advice; it compensates them for their inability to set a bad example.

Neither love nor fire can subsist without perpetual motion; both cease to live so soon as they cease to hope, or to fear.

The mind is always the patsy of the heart.

When our hatred is violent, it sinks us even beneath those we hate.