The largest ambition has the least appearance of ambition when it meets with an absolute impossibility in compassing its object.

Love, like fire, cannot subsist without constant impulse; it ceases to live from the moment it ceases to hope or to fear.

When our hatred is too alive puts us below what we hate.

Our desires always disappoint us; for though we meet with something that gives us satisfaction, yet it never thoroughly answers our expectation. [However disappointment can always be removed if we remember it could have turned out worse.]

We sometimes imagine we hate flattery, but we only hate the way we are flattered.

It's easier to know people in general than one person in particular

There are some good marriages, but practically no delightful ones.