Some beautiful things are more dazzling when they are still imperfect than when they have been too perfectly crafted.

No persons are more frequently wrong, than those who will not admit they are wrong.

Those who are condemned to death affect sometimes a constancy and contempt for death which is only the fear of facing it; so that one may say that this constancy and contempt are to their mind what the bandage is to their eyes.

None deserve praise for being good who have not the spirit to be bad: goodness, for the most part, is nothing but indolence or weakness of will.

The extreme delight we experience in talking about ourselves should warn us that those who listen do not share it.

To safeguard one's health at the cost of too strict a diet is a tiresome illness, indeed.

The intention of never deceiving often exposes us to deception.