As long as we love, we can forgive.

There is a sort of love whose very excessiveness prevents the lover's being jealous.

However greatly we distrust the sincerity of those we converse with, yet still we think they tell more truth to us than to anyone else.

Old men delight in giving good advice as a consolation for the fact that they can no longer set bad examples.

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

Moderation is the feebleness and sloth of the soul, whereas ambition is the warmth and activity of it.

Gratitude is like the good faith of traders: it maintains commerce, and we often pay, not because it is just to discharge our debts, but that we may more readily find people to trust us.