A man's happiness or unhappiness depends as much on his temperament as on his destiny.

The hate of favourites is only a love of favour. The envy of NOT possessing it, consoles and softens its regrets by the contempt it evinces for those who possess it, and we refuse them our homage, not being able to detract from them what attracts that of the rest of the world.

There are some people upon whom their very faults and failings sit gracefully; and there are others whose very excellencies and accomplishments do not become them.

Consolation for unhappiness can often be found in a certain satisfaction we get from looking unhappy.

It is easier to be wise for others than for ourselves.

The heart is forever making the head its fool.

Marriage is the only war in which you sleep with the enemy.