He who does not lie does not know what truth is.

In his lonely solitude, the solitary man feeds upon himself; in the thronging multitude, the many feed upon him. Now choose.

It is inhuman to bless where one is cursed.

The good displeases us when we are not up to it.

Whether in conversation we generally agree or disagree with others is largely a matter of habit: the one tendency makes as much sense as the other.

Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it.

When a man is in love he endures more than at other times; he submits to everything.