The caprice of our temper is even more whimsical than that of Fortune.
People are often vain of their passions, even of the worst, but envy is a passion so timid and shame-faced that no one ever dare avow her.
The intellect is always fooled by the heart.
Honest people will respect us for our merit: the public, for our luck.
We may give advice, but not the sense to use it.
The first lover is kept a long while, when no offer is made of a second.