We rarely think people have good sense unless they agree with us.

The temperament that produces a talent for little things is the opposite of that required for great ones.

We are lazier in our minds than in our bodies.

Idleness and constancy fix the mind to what it finds easy and agreeable. This habit always confines and cramps up our knowledge; and no one has ever taken the trouble to stretch and carry his understanding as far as it could go.

We feel good and ill only in proportion to our self-love.

Those who are themselves incapable of great crimes are ever backward to suspect others.

Virtue would go far if vanity did not keep it company.