The truest comparison we can make of love is to liken it to a fever; we have no more power over the one than the other, either as to its violence or duration.

Love has its name borrowed by a great number of dealings and affairs that are attributed to it--in which it has no greater part than the Doge in what is done at Venice.

To establish yourself in the world a person must do all they can to appear already established.

The violence done us by others is often less painful than that which we do to ourselves.

A man often thinks he rules himself, when all the while he is ruled and managed; and while his understanding directs one design, his affections imperceptibly draw him into another.

Οur own distrust somewhat justifies the deceit of others.

We are lazier in our minds than in our bodies.