Jealousy contains more of self-love than of love.

Flattery is a kind of bad money, to which our vanity gives us currency.

What keeps us from abandoning ourselves entirely to one vice, often, is the fact that we have several.

In love deceit almost always outstrips distrust.

Virtue is to the soul what health is tot he body.

Sometimes we think we dislike flattery, but it is only the way it is done that we dislike.

Great souls are not those who have fewer passions and more virtues than others, but only those who have greater designs.