Pity is often a reflection of our own evils in the ills of others. It is a delicate foresight of the troubles into which we may fall.

Weak people cannot be sincere.

However great the advantages given us by nature, it is not she alone, but fortune with her, which makes heroes.

When our vices desert us, we flatter ourselves that we are deserting our vices.

Gratitude is like the good faith of traders: it maintains commerce, and we often pay, not because it is just to discharge our debts, but that we may more readily find people to trust us.

It is worth nothing to be young without being beautiful, nor to be beautiful without being young.

Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment