Some counterfeits reproduce so very well the truth that it would be a flaw of judgment not to be deceived by them.

We always get bored with those whom we bore.

To boast that one never flirts is actually a kind of flirtation.

Our enemies come nearer the truth in the opinions they form of us than we do in our opinion of ourselves.

How can we expect another to keep our secret if we have been unable to keep it ourselves?

There are some who never would have loved if they never had heard it spoken of.

A woman often thinks she regrets the lover, when she only regrets the love.