The extreme delight we experience in talking about ourselves should warn us that those who listen do not share it.

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

He who refuses praise the first time that it is offered does so because he would hear it a second time.

There is scarcely any man sufficiently clever to appreciate all the evil he does.

We may sooner be brought to love them that hate us, than them that love us more than we would have them do.

One may outwit another, but not all the others.

Gratitude, in most men, is only a strong and secret hope of greater favors.