We seldom find people ungrateful so long as it is thought we can serve them.

Flattery is false money, which would not be current were it not for our vanity.

Our self-love can less bear to have our tastes than our opinions condemned.

The first lover is kept a long while, when no offer is made of a second.

The mind is always the patsy of the heart.

The most subtle of our acts is to simulate blindness for snares that we know are set for us.

The most clever and polite are content with only seeming attentive while we perceive in their mind and eyes that at the very time they are wandering from what is said and desire to return to what they want to say.