Preserving health by too severe a rule is a worrisome malady.

Honest people will respect us for our merit: the public, for our luck.

Our hopes, often though they deceive us, lead us pleasantly along the path of life.

That which makes the vanity of others unbearable to us is that which wounds our own.

We are so used to dissembling with others that in time we come to deceive and dissemble with ourselves.

There are some bad qualities which make great talents.

A man may be sharper than another, but not than all others.