Men more easily renounce their interests than their tastes.

One forgives to the degree that one loves.

To understand matters rightly we should understand their details; and as that knowledge is almost infinite, our knowledge is always superficial and imperfect.

We are nearer loving those who hate us than those who love us more than we wish.

Sometimes we lose friends for whose loss our regret is greater than our grief, and others for whom our grief is greater than our regret.

Most of our faults are more pardonable than the means we use to conceal them.

The passions often engender their contraries.