In love deceit nearly always goes further than mistrust.

When our vices leave us, we like to imagine it is we who are leaving them.

The violence we do to ourselves in order to remain faithful to the one we love is hardly better than an act of infidelity.

We all have enough strength to endure the misfortunes of others.

Happiness does not consist in things themselves but in the relish we have of them.

The same strength of character which helps a man resist love, helps to make it more violent and lasting too. People of unsettled minds are always driven about with passions, but never absolutely filled with any.

We frequently are troublesome to others, when we think it impossible for us ever to be so.