Thence, I suppose, my natural disposition to make fresh acquaintances, and to break with them so readily, although always for a good reason, and never through mere fickleness.

Hope is nothing but a deceitful flatterer accepted by reason only because it is often in need of palliatives.

Hatred, in the course of time, kills the unhappy wretch who delights in nursing it in his bosom.

Man is free, but his freedom ceases when he has no faith in it; and the greater power he ascribes to faith, the more he deprives himself of that power which God has given to him when He endowed him with the gift of reason.

The sweetest pleasures are those which are hardest to be won.

I have often met with happiness after some imprudent step which ought to have brought ruin upon me, and although passing a vote of censure upon myself I would thank God for his mercy.

Love is three quarters curiosity.