Men frequently do good only to give themselves opportunity of doing ill with impunity.

We easily forget our faults when no one knows them but ourselves.

Those who occupy their minds with small matters, generally become incapable of greatness.

Youth is a perpetual intoxication; it is a fever of the mind.

The world is full of pots jeering at kettles.

I always say to myself, what is the most important thing we can think about at this extraordinary moment.

Whatever pretext we may give for our affections, often it is only interest and vanity which cause them.