Envy is destroyed by true friendship, as coquetry by true love.

Things often offer themselves to our mind in a more finished form in the very first thought, than we might have made them by muchart and study.

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

Absence abates a moderate passion and intensifies a great one - as the wind blows out a candle but fans fire into flame.

In friendship, as in love, we are often more happy from the things we are ignorant of than from those we are acquainted with.

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

A man does not please long when he has only species of wit.