Prudence and love are inconsistent; in proportion as the last increases, the other decreases.

Extreme boredom provides its own antidote.

What makes lovers never tire of one another is that they talk always about themselves.

Few things are impracticable in themselves; and it is for want of application, rather than of means, that men fail to succeed.

Love often leads on to ambition, but seldom does one return from ambition to love.

Moderation is a fear of falling into that envy and contempt which those who grow giddy with their good fortune quite justly draw upon themselves. It is a vain boasting of the greatness of our mind.

History never embraces more than a small part of reality