It is as easy to deceive one's self without perceiving it, as it is difficult to deceive others without their finding out.

We would rather see those to whom we do good, than those who do good to us.

We are inconsolable at being deceived by our enemies and being betrayed by our friends, yet we are often content in be being treated like that by our own selves.

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 is called liberality is often merely the vanity of giving.

As one grows older, one becomes wiser and more foolish.

As long as we love, we can forgive.