Those who are incapable of committing great crimes do not readily suspect them in others.

Moderation is a fear of falling into that envy and contempt which those who grow giddy with their good fortune quite justly draw upon themselves. It is a vain boasting of the greatness of our mind.

Our greediness so often troubles us, making us run after so many things at the same time, that while we too eagerly look after the least we miss the greatest.

If we had no faults, we would not derive so much pleasure from noting those of other people.

The most brilliant fortunes are often not worth the littleness required to gain them.

Everyone blames his memory, no one blames his judgment.

We are never so ridiculous through what we are as through what we pretend to be.