Love of fame, fear of disgrace, schemes for advancement, desire to make life comfortable and pleasant, and the urge to humiliate others are often at the root of the valour men hold in such high esteem.

We should not be upset that others hide the truth from us, when we hide it so often from ourselves.

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

It seems that nature, which has so wisely disposed our bodily organs with a view to our happiness, has also bestowed on us pride, to spare us the pain of being aware of our imperfections.

When a man is in love, he doubts, very often, what he most firmly believes.

Great men's honor ought always to be measured by the methods they made use of in attaining it.

It is a species of coquetry to make a parade of never practising it.