The smallest fault of women who give themselves up to love is to love.

The desire which urges us to deserve praise strengthens our good qualities, and praise given to wit, valour, and beauty, tends to increase them.

What makes the pain we feel from shame and jealousy so cutting is that vanity can give us no assistance in bearing them.

Our temper sets a price upon every gift that we receive from fortune.

We are much harder on people who betray us in small ways than on people who betray others in great ones.

If we did not flatter ourselves, the flattery of others could never harm us.

Men give away nothing so liberally as their advice.