The art of putting into play mediocre qualities often begets more reputation than is achieved by true merit.
When our hatred is too alive puts us below what we hate.
A woman often thinks she regrets the lover, when she only regrets the love.
It is great folly to wish to be wise all alone.
Criticism sometimes is really praise, and praise sometimes slander.
Nothing is rarer than true good nature; they who are reputed to have it are generally only pliant or weak.