Nothing ought in reason to mortify our self-satisfaction more that the considering that we condemn at one time what we highly approve and commend at another.

We should not judge a man's merits by his great qualities, but by the use he makes of them.

The good or the bad fortune of men depends not less upon their own dispositions than upon fortune.

There is a kind of love, the excess of which forbids jealousy.

As long as we love, we can forgive.

We arrive at the various stages of life quite as novices.

We are never so easily deceived as when we imagine we are deceiving others.