We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.

The praise we give to new comers into the world arises from the envy we bear to those who are established.

The first lover is kept a long while, when no offer is made of a second.

Our wisdom lies as much at the mercy of fortune as our possessions do.

Quarrels would not last long if the fault was only on one side.

The height of ability consists in a thorough knowledge of the real value of things, and of the genius of the age in which we live.

Nothing should lessen our satisfaction with ourselves as much as when we notice that we disapprove of something at one time that we approve of at another time.