Too great refinement is false delicacy, and true delicacy is solid refinement.

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.

A man often believes himself leader when he is led; as his mind endeavors to reach one goal, his heart insensibly drags him towards another.

Hypocrisy is the homage vice pays to virtue.

A man's happiness or unhappiness depends as much on his temperament as on his destiny.

Most of our faults are more pardonable than the means we use to conceal them.

Time's chariot-wheels make their carriage-road in the fairest face.