The reason why most women have so little sense of friendship is that this is but a cold and flat passion to those that have felt that of love.

The evil that we do does not attract to us so much persecution and hatred as our good qualities.

Whatever discoveries we may have made in the regions of self-love, there still remain many unknown lands.

Idiots and lunatics see only their own wit.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

Only the contemptible fear contempt.

If it were not for poetry, few men would ever fall in love.