We are almost always wearied in the company of persons with whom we are not permitted to be weary.

The older a fool is, the worse he is.

It is a common fault never to be satisfied with our fortune, nor dissatisfied with our understanding.

It is often hard to determine whether a clear, open, and honorable proceeding is the result of goodness or of cunning.

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

How can we expect another to keep our secret if we have been unable to keep it ourselves?

A clever man should handle his interests so that each will fall in suitable order of their value.