True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.

There are two sorts of constancy in love one arises from continually discovering in the loved person new subjects for love, the other arises from our making a merit of being constant.

Instead of considering that the worst way to persuade or please others is to try thus strongly to please ourselves, and that to listen well and to answer well are some of the greatest charms we can have in conversation.

Neither the sun nor death can be looked at steadily.

We feel good and ill only in proportion to our self-love.

The happiness and misery of men depend no less on temper than fortune.

Nothing is impossible; there are ways that lead to everything, and if we had sufficient will we should always have sufficient means. It is often merely for an excuse that we say things are impossible.