Solemnity is a device of the body to hide the faults of the mind.
In love deceit nearly always goes further than mistrust.
There is an excess both in happiness and misery above our power of sensation.
The defects of the mind, like those of the face, grow worse with age.
It is easier to rule others than to keep from being ruled oneself.
Pride indemnifies itself and loses nothing even when it casts away vanity.