The defects of the mind, like those of the face, grow worse with age.

It is impossible to love a second time what we have really ceased to love.

The reason why most women have so little sense of friendship is that this is but a cold and flat passion to those that have felt that of love.

What makes us so bitter against people who outwit us is that they think themselves cleverer than we are.

What makes lovers never tire of one another is that they talk always about themselves.

He that fancies such a sufficiency in himself that he can live without all the world is greatly mistaken; but he that imagines himself so necessary that other people cannot live without him is a great deal more mistaken.

Sometimes accidents happen in life from which we have need of a little madness to extricate ourselves successfully