Some good qualities are like the senses: Those who are entirely deprived of them can have no notion of them.

That which makes the vanity of others unbearable to us is that which wounds our own.

The head does not know how to play the part of the heart for long.

It is almost always a fault of one who loves not to realize when he ceases to be loved.

The gratitude of most men is but a secret desire of receiving greater benefits.

One kind of happiness is to know exactly at what point to be miserable.

Weakness is the only fault that is incorrigible.