We would rather speak ill of ourselves than not talk about ourselves at all.

There is a sort of love whose very excessiveness prevents the lover's being jealous.

Interest blinds some people, and enlightens others.

Few things are needed to make a wise man happy; nothing can make a fool content; that is why most men are miserable.

In friendship as well as love, ignorance very often contributes more to our happiness than knowledge.

The intellect is always fooled by the heart.

Only strong natures can really be sweet ones; those that seem sweet are in general only weak, and may easily turn sour.