Every one speaks well of his own heart, but no one dares speak well of his own mind.

A great many men's gratitude is nothing but a secret desire to hook in more valuable kindnesses hereafter.

A man does not please long when he has only species of wit.

Whilst weakness and timidity keep us to our duty, virtue has often all the honor.

There are two sorts of constancy in love one arises from continually discovering in the loved person new subjects for love, the other arises from our making a merit of being constant.

We may say of agreeableness, as distinct from beauty, that it consists in a symmetry of which we know not the rules, and a secret conformity of the features to each other, as also to the air and complexion of the person.

We are never either so fortunate or so misfortunate as we imagine.