We confess to little faults only to persuade ourselves we have no great ones.

We are never so generous as when giving advice.

Interest blinds some people, and enlightens others.

In friendship, as in love, we are often more happy from the things we are ignorant of than from those we are acquainted with.

Our repentances are generally not so much a concern and remorse for the harm we have done, as a fear of the harm we may have brought upon ourselves.

Men never desire anything very eagerly which they desire only by the dictates of reason.

There are crimes which become innocent and even glorious through their splendor, number and excess.