We give advice, we do not inspire conduct.
What we cut off from our other faults is very often but so much added to our pride.
The fondness or indifference that the philosophers expressed for life was merely a preference inspired by their self-love, and will no more bear reasoning upon than the relish of the palate or the choice of colors.
Of all our faults, the one that we excuse most easily is idleness.
In love deceit nearly always goes further than mistrust.
We are easily comforted for the misfortunes of our friends, when those misfortunes give us an occasion of expressing our affection and solicitude.