When our hatred is too alive puts us below what we hate.

We should not be upset that others hide the truth from us, when we hide it so often from ourselves.

The greatest part of intimate confidences proceed from a desire either to be pitied or admired.

It is worth nothing to be young without being beautiful, nor to be beautiful without being young.

Death, like the sun, cannot be looked at steadily.

The height of cleverness is to be able to conceal it.

We have not strength enough to follow our reason so far as it would carry us.