Whilst weakness and timidity keep us to our duty, virtue has often all the honor.

We do not praise others, ordinarily, but in order to be praised ourselves.

There are two things which Man cannot look at directly without flinching: the sun and death.

All women are flirts, but some are restrained by shyness, and others by sense.

Quarrels would not last long if the fault was only on one side.

We rarely ever perceive others as being sensible, except for those who agree with us.

It appears that nature has hid at the bottom of our hearts talents and abilities unknown to us. It is only the passions that have the power of bringing them to light, and sometimes give us views more true and more perfect than art could possibly do.