In love deceit almost always outstrips distrust.

The judgments our enemies make about us come nearer to the truth than those we make about ourselves.

Hope is the last thing that dies in man; and though it be exceedingly deceitful, yet it is of this good use to us, that while we are traveling through life it conducts us in an easier and more pleasant way to our journey's end.

We are never so easily deceived as when we imagine we are deceiving others.

The only thing that should surprise us is that there are still some things that can surprise us.

In the presence of some people we inevitably depart From ourselves: we are inaccurate, we say things we do not feel, And talk nonsense. When we get home we are conscious that we Have made fools of ourselves. Never go near these people.

The grace of novelty and the length of habit, though so very opposite to one another, yet agree in this, that they both alike keepus from discovering the faults of our friends.