Whatever discoveries we may have made in the regions of self-love, there still remain many unknown lands.

It is with true love as it is with ghosts; everyone talks about it, but few have seen it.

We rarely ever perceive others as being sensible, except for those who agree with us.

Even the most disinterested love is, after all, but a kind of bargain, in which self-love always proposes to be the gainer one wayor another.

Everyone complains of his memory, and nobody complains of his judgment.

A man often thinks he rules himself, when all the while he is ruled and managed; and while his understanding directs one design, his affections imperceptibly draw him into another.

Solemnity is a device of the body to hide the faults of the mind.