Truth is the foundation and the reason of the perfection of beauty, for of whatever stature a thing may be, it cannot be beautiful-and perfect, unless it be truly what it should be, and possess truly all that it should have.

There are few good women who do not tire of their role.

In the presence of some people we inevitably depart From ourselves: we are inaccurate, we say things we do not feel, And talk nonsense. When we get home we are conscious that we Have made fools of ourselves. Never go near these people.

If it were not for poetry, few men would ever fall in love.

We are never either so fortunate or so misfortunate as we imagine.

Nothing is rarer than true good nature; they who are reputed to have it are generally only pliant or weak.

If it were not for the company of fools, a witty man would often be greatly at a loss.