When our vices leave us, we like to imagine it is we who are leaving them.
All women seem by nature to be coquettes.
In great affairs we ought to apply ourselves less to creating chances than to profiting from those that offer.
Sometimes a fool has talent, but never judgment.
When our hatred is too alive puts us below what we hate.
Passion often makes a fool of the cleverest man and often makes the most foolish men clever