The happiness and misery of men depend no less on temper than fortune.

Our actions are like the terminations of verses, which we rhyme as we please.

What makes the pain we feel from shame and jealousy so cutting is that vanity can give us no assistance in bearing them.

The violence we do to ourselves in order to remain faithful to the one we love is hardly better than an act of infidelity.

The older a fool is, the worse he is.

There are a great many men valued in society who have nothing to recommend them but serviceable vices.

Women's virtue is frequently nothing but a regard to their own quiet and a tenderness for their reputation.