It seems that nature, which has so wisely disposed our bodily organs with a view to our happiness, has also bestowed on us pride, to spare us the pain of being aware of our imperfections.

The secret of pleasing in conversation is not to explain too much everything; to say them half and leave a little for divination is a mark of the good opinion we have of others, and nothing flatters their self-love more.

Great men's honor ought always to be measured by the methods they made use of in attaining it.

A respectable man may love madly, but not foolishly.

We give nothing so freely as advice.

Our actions are like the terminations of verses, which we rhyme as we please.

There is real love just as there are real ghosts; every person speaks of it, few persons have seen it.