We get so much in the habit of wearing disguises before others that we finally appear disguised before ourselves.

There is a sort of love whose very excessiveness prevents the lover's being jealous.

It is sometimes necessary to play the fool to avoid being deceived by cunning men.

Flattery is a kind of bad money, to which our vanity gives us currency.

The accent of a man's native country remains in his mind and his heart, as it does in his speech.

There are follies as catching as contagious disorders.

Some men are so full of themselves that when they fall in love, they amuse themselves rather with their own passion than with theperson they love.