A man for whom accident discovers sense, is not a rational being. A man only is so who understands, who distinguishes, who tests it.

Envy is more incapable of reconciliation than hatred is.

We all have enough strength to endure the misfortunes of others.

The truest comparison we can make of love is to liken it to a fever; we have no more power over the one than the other, either as to its violence or duration.

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

It is often hard to determine whether a clear, open, and honorable proceeding is the result of goodness or of cunning.

Those who are condemned to death affect sometimes a constancy and contempt for death which is only the fear of facing it; so that one may say that this constancy and contempt are to their mind what the bandage is to their eyes.