Strength and weakness of mind are misnomers; they are really nothing but the good or bad health of our bodily organs.

We are all strong enough to bear other men's misfortunes.

We often forgive those who bore us, but we cannot forgive those whom we bore.

There are people who, like new songs, are in vogue only for a time.

We are so used to dissembling with others that in time we come to deceive and dissemble with ourselves.

All the passions are nothing else than different degrees of heat and cold of the blood.

Some weak people are so sensible of their weakness as to be able to make a good use of it.