It is easier to be wise for others than for ourselves.
No men are oftener wrong than those that can least bear to be so.
To think to be wise alone is a very great folly.
There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.
People are often vain of their passions, even of the worst, but envy is a passion so timid and shame-faced that no one ever dare avow her.
Pride has a greater share than goodness in the reproofs we give other people for their faults; and we chide them not so much to make them mend those faults as to make them believe that we ourselves are without fault.