We forgive just so long as we love.

Nothing ought in reason to mortify our self-satisfaction more that the considering that we condemn at one time what we highly approve and commend at another.

Flattery is a kind of bad money, to which our vanity gives us currency.

Youth is a continual intoxication; it is the fever of reason.

Women's virtue is frequently nothing but a regard to their own quiet and a tenderness for their reputation.

Women can less easily surmount their coquetry than their passions.

Never give anyone the advice to buy or sell shares, because the most benevolent price of advice can turn out badly.