We like to read others but we do not like to be read.

The duration of our passions is no more dependent on ourselves than the duration of our lives.

The smallest fault of women who give themselves up to love is to love.

The heart of man ever finds a constant succession of passions, so that the destroying and pulling down of one proves generally tobe nothing else but the production and the setting up of another.

It is far better to be deceived than undeceived by those whom we tenderly love.

It is no tragedy to do ungrateful people favors, but it is unbearable to be indebted to a scoundrel.

A weak mind is the only defect out of our power to mend.