We are much mistaken if we think that men are always brave from a principle of valor, or women chaste from a principle of modesty.

We torment ourselves rather to make it appear that we are happy than to become so.

The intellect is always fooled by the heart.

As love increases, prudence diminishes.

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 get so much in the habit of wearing disguises before others that we finally appear disguised before ourselves.

It is easier to fall in love when you are out of it than to get out of it when you are in.