The vivacity that augments with years is not far from folly.

Our actions seem to have their lucky and unlucky stars, to which a great part of that blame and that commendation is due which is given to the actions themselves.

How deceitful hope may be, yet she carries us on pleasantly to the end of life.

Jealousy is not so much the love of another as the love of ourselves.

It is easier to fall in love when you are out of it than to get out of it when you are in.

The virtues and vices are all put in motion by interest.

One thing which makes us find so few people who appear reasonable and agreeable in conversation is, that there is scarcely any one who does not think more of what he is about to say than of answering precisely what is said to him.