There are two sorts of constancy in love one arises from continually discovering in the loved person new subjects for love, the other arises from our making a merit of being constant.

Some men are so full of themselves that when they fall in love, they amuse themselves rather with their own passion than with theperson they love.

Neither the sun nor death can be looked at steadily.

The constancy of sages is nothing but the art of locking up their agitation in their hearts.

The less you trust others, the less you will be deceived.

It is only persons of firmness that can have real gentleness. Those who appear gentle are, in general, only a weak character, which easily changes into asperity.

The esteem of good men is the reward of our worth, but the reputation of the world in general is the gift of our fate.