We seldom find any person of good sense, except those who share our opinions.

We are more interested in making others believe we are happy than in trying to be happy ourselves.

One cannot answer for his courage when he has never been in danger.

Virtue would not make such advances if there were not a little vanity to keep it company.

Vanity, shame, and above all disposition, often make men brave and women chaste.

We seldom praise anyone in good earnest, except such as admire us.

The constancy of the wise is only the art of keeping disquietude to one's self.