In love deceit nearly always goes further than mistrust.

We confess to little faults only to persuade ourselves we have no great ones.

How can we be answerable for what we shall want in the future, since we have no clear idea of what we want now?

Fortune never appears so blind as to those to whom she does no good.

We seldom find any person of good sense, except those who share our opinions.

Though confidence is very fine, and makes the future sunny; I want no confidence for mine, I'd rather have the money

Virtues lose themselves in self-interest, as rivers in the sea.