Youth is a perpetual intoxication; it is a fever of the mind.

There are heroes in evil as well as in good.

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

We label judges with having the meanest motives, and yet we desire that our reputation and fame should depend upon the judgment of men, who are all, either from their jealousy or preoccupation or want of intelligence, opposed to us - and yet despite their bias, just for the sake of making these men decide in our favor, we peril in so many ways both our peace and our life.

Weakness is the only fault that is incorrigible.

Vanity, shame, and above all disposition, often make men brave and women chaste.

We only acknowledge small faults in order to make it appear that we are free from great ones.